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There are crosses and Incense smoke conturing the idols sitting on the mantelpiece As if you couldn’t choose between Gods and morality You sat me down on the kitchen table, Creased shirt and faded jeans A handle of coffee in your fist Told me you wanted to talk And how I’ll be sorry when you Die And all I can think of is another table With another man and tears the same color My lips on the edge of the rim Begging to tell him You’re already dead Hasn’t anyone told you? Tables turn—turn tables into Guts and ***** with Magic 8s on them Shake me enough Find the probability of the word no Versus a door with the handle Shaped like a gun Find yourself slammed shut Reading my lips from the other side of the windowpane I’m sorry The lips say, But love is a motive too Unable to dig up the corpse of my childhood, I simplified and refined my words before I said them: I know Because that was all I could say to someone Who had already died
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Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 6:23 PM UTC
Like The Living Dead, You Asked If You Were Alive
There are crosses and Incense smoke conturing the idols sitting on the mantelpiece As if you couldn’t choose between Gods and morality You sat me down on the kitchen table, Creased shirt and faded jeans A handle of coffee in your fist Told me you wanted to talk And how I’ll be sorry when you Die And all I can think of is another table With another man and tears the same color My lips on the edge of the rim Begging to tell him You’re already dead Hasn’t anyone told you? Tables turn—turn tables into Guts and ***** with Magic 8s on them Shake me enough Find the probability of the word no Versus a door with the handle Shaped like a gun Find yourself slammed shut Reading my lips from the other side of the windowpane I’m sorry The lips say, But love is a motive too Unable to dig up the corpse of my childhood, I simplified and refined my words before I said them: I know Because that was all I could say to someone Who had already died
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Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 6:23 PM UTC
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