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Bayou BluesGrandma, / WHAT OF THE CORNER-- that you now no longer sit. the bed that you will no longer lay. / What of the pastels-- that you now no longer use. the soft tones of amber and pink. the pale blue shadow that silenced your eyes.

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With No Strings Attached—With No Strings Attached— / I sit here / In what is left

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[sleep]Coldness lulls my / head / for an eternal

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A Wish For The WellOh, that I were a wish / Whose well be barren. / This life’s unyielding pain,

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Like Salt*Break* your neck, / Snap your fingers to the tune. / Crack open the air pockets

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[a note]The earth looked too self absorbed / for me *not* to / jump.

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