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i cannot quite recall the way your hands would brace the corners of the bed
and touch the edges of my mind
or the way our ankles touched
like we were trying to make a fire with our bones
and if we left the window open for the breeze
or so everyone could see us
but i remember it was
hot outside
it was hot outside
i cannot quite perceive the mess we made
or who tore more holes in the other one’s brain
and how many people that we left, all broken and bloody
as we went along our merry way
the space between our bodies was pale like we were dead
we were cold under the covers
but it was
hot outside
it was hot outside
i cannot quite recall the sentences you whispered to the air
you were too quiet in the afternoon
it wasn’t dark enough to say anything important
so did you say anything at all?
in that moment, i can’t tell, you might have loved me, too
but i remember it was
hot outside
it was hot outside
it was hot outside
it was hot outside
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I. A Lie
00:59
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since you left,
it's been so hard to figure myself out
and since you've left,
i've cast a steady doubt upon myself
the bandages of words
too few and far between to stitch my body up
and words will fail
to bridge the tidal waves that stand between us
for the last time we stumbled into grace
i found it hard to ignore the thunder in your face
weather changes as the weather is wont to do
i don't want to, i don't want to anchor you
we wore us out
heaven help me, i let reason out of view
under the stars
i dug myself a deep, deep grave, too
i tried hard
to keep my distance but i fled too far
cut my hair
over the bathroom sink to stay alive when we’re apart
for the last time we stumbled into grace
i found it hard to ignore the thunder in your face
weather changes as the weather is wont to do
i don't want to, i don't want to anchor you
it's been a while
and i don't claim to know much more
but i do hope
you'll return home happy and unburdened and whole
for the last time we stumbled into grace
i found it hard to ignore the thunder in your face
weather changes as the weather is wont to do
i don't want to, i don't want to anchor you
for the last time we stumbled into grace
i found it hard to ignore the thunder in your face
weather changes as the weather is wont to do
i don't want to, i don't want to anchor you
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II. A Poem About Grouper
02:15
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I lost four pounds when I was living in london
I lost two more pounds listening to that record on repeat
it was your favorite so i wanted to like it too
but it just sounded like tv static
I lost my house keys in Colorado
because at once I was so excited to see you
I think I've fallen in love again
god I'm such a fucking masochist for you baby
i lost my mind on september eleventh
i lost my mind a while before that, really
now when i see you it feels like i’ve been branded
and i can't put that any other way
I lost my mind
I lost my mind I lost my mind I lost my mind
i don’t know how to be your messiah
i don’t know how to be your muse
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Caution Crow Portland, Oregon
caution crow is actually a person named hannah unkrich. they are twenty-two. they live in a small room with one window in portland, oregon
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