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Dream Dogs
01:15
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It is good to dream of dogs
sleeping by the window
where the sun warms the rug
and particles of dust fly this way
and that, suspended in beams of light,
and then vanish, at five or six
depending on the season,
when the sun sinks behind
the train tracks and the trees
and dinner is in the air
and the tv is humming
and the dogs stir and attend to our laps.
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Judy
03:16
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No one will tell me about your new home
or your brand new friends—
I have no way to know that you’re alright.
I’ve been doing my best on my own
I’ve been doing what I can
trying to hope that you’re alright.
Judy,
be careful as you leave.
I’ll wait for Judy.
No one can blame us for leaving.
How can I explain?
Please don’t think that it’s your fault.
It wasn’t the house that you needed
or even a good name.
It’s pointless to say who was at fault.
Judy,
be careful as you leave
I’ll wait for Judy.
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Shaking The House
03:47
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Your vows un-done and the bells—at last—the bells un-rung!
For fifty bucks my friends and I will paint over the walls,
fix up the deck too. Sleep in—one last spring in an old home.
The dogs are long gone and their piss is undetectable.
Leaving is a simple pleasure.
When I was small we played hide and seek. Mostly it was fun,
but once or twice you would get angry, and something in me came undone.
We’ll pack the bitterness in boxes and decorate a new home—
the dogs are long gone and their piss is undetectable.
Leaving is a simple pleasure
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Silvery
04:12
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we tenderly
kiss each other’s cheeks
the softest dreams
pass between our sleep
we get so tired
of feeling mean
getting up early
and needing to leave
what kind of love
do i need
the wicked things
don’t ever tug my sleeves
we secretly
dance above our grief
we get so tired
of feeling mean
getting up early
and needing to leave
what kind of love
do you need
i talk all night to my sleep
i’m only faultless in my dreams
i hope that no one takes this from us
nobody sees
what slips away from me:
so silvery
and sudden our sleep
we get so tired
of feeling mean
getting up early
and needing to leave
what kind of love
do we need
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Touching Red
03:24
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we cut through the woods to
get to the mini mart tonight
wanting always walks the same
I guess we made it through alright
ooo, ooo
I’m not ready for this
these woods are the perfect place to lose
tiny things like summer nights
I don’t want to live forever
Touching red
the city lights always stain the sky
and some of us ain’t here tonight
out on the highway where the cars speed by
its easy to keep out of sight
ooo, ooo
I’m not ready for this
the city is the perfect place to lose
tiny things like summer nights
I don’t want to live forever
Touching red
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