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There There There


by Tim G. Young


i hear the boom boom boom
in the room room room
while my head decides to split
while watching the candles that
i lit lit lit
think i'll take a hit hit hit
from my fresh rolled cigarette
rolling in the night like a stream
under my covers
where i dream dream dream

until i think of different moments
collecting outside my windows
like the wind signing my papers
ink stains all over my fingers
but if i blink blink blink
and i think think think
what do i have
beside my naked empty pillow
beside my empty naked head

is there a rule somewhere
about something that i said said said
or is it a roll off of the table of life
when i'm dead dead dead
who knows these things
who knows what words bring
who could say it really mattered
if the ice broke through
and civilization shattered

we would all cry a tear tear tear
we could all wish we were alive somewhere
out of here here here
or we could just gently stroke our hair
take a moment to care care care
and breathe a sigh of relief
that someone is near near near

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