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Play on. Pretend. Drum your anxious fingers out In sync with the drip-drop of the melt, Seeped prolix, distraught faucet mouth Leaky kitchen sink, we drowned Everything we could think to rinse Meaning from Down the drain.  Our thumb prints Scrubbed smooth away, Quicker than crumbs We followed and rationed and named Stale keepsakes to keep us thin through Winter. Thumb drummer, play on. Pretend. Facetious rhythms could kindle us Warm enough to hibernate. Thumb drummer, Play on.
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Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 6:58 PM UTC
Drum Your Anxious Fingers Out.
Play on. Pretend. Drum your anxious fingers out In sync with the drip-drop of the melt, Seeped prolix, distraught faucet mouth Leaky kitchen sink, we drowned Everything we could think to rinse Meaning from Down the drain.  Our thumb prints Scrubbed smooth away, Quicker than crumbs We followed and rationed and named Stale keepsakes to keep us thin through Winter. Thumb drummer, play on. Pretend. Facetious rhythms could kindle us Warm enough to hibernate. Thumb drummer, Play on.
chris-voss
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Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 6:58 PM UTC
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