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Set the pin, my sweet diamond: you as the wooden wheelchair we kept near the basement stairs. Oh, you used the fire as a call
to inspire you (and your collapsing knees) into pulling your rotting teeth free.

I see you as the clotted blue and black on your grandmother's eyelash, and me as the puddled rusty mess on your kid sister's mattress.

We all start as an abscess (or as an abandoned bird's nest) and then there's you as my spirit guide struggling to keep me alive. And I
recently dreamt of the day that we met, love (in that high unguarded heat on our Catholic school retreat.)

I see you as the "No, stop, don't..." that you scream when we're sleeping, and me as a younger man giving in and retreating.

I see you as the clotted blue and black on your grandmother's eyelash, and me as the puddled rusty mess on your kid sister's mattress.

We all start as an abscess.

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from If I Never Come Home, released March 12, 2013

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These Elk Forever is Gregory Gover of Kingston, Pennsylvania.

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