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Worrying for your parents as they leave
You never shed their old world
Sanctity
You tell me how youâve been
Carrying on all the upkeep
In being wed to me
I brush aside the sudden
Awareness of whoâs in the passenger seat
When I first met you I was coming down
With something
You took me in, nurse for a time
Dusk eyed
And you were never as strong again
Now nothing I say gives you consolation
When your voice breaks down
There is no more painful sound
And I guess itâs true
Fuck all that I do
Can show you were what I thought about
So we fold
Into our covers
And the dark beside one another
To talk until we agree
We donât see anything
Approaching
We are constantly overturning sides
I watch us wind
Up at the same place every time
Folding
Into our covers
And the dark beside one another
To talk until we agree
We donât see anything approaching
Clarity
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- Brice Randall Bickford