Outliving

Two Foldout Chairs Upon A Hard Shoulder
With Ham Crushed Between Bread Then False Teeth
Luke Warm Earl In A Cup Holder
Been Seen Making Use Of The Mid-Summer Heat

The Lorries Are Breaking Breeze
Even Friendly Drivers Greet Our Ears Like Thunder
For We're An Age Past Overseas
But The Pages Of Our Daily Is Being Blown Asunder

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Sunt Lacrimae Rerum Is Latin For "I Don't Love You"

There Are Tears At The Heart Of Things.
Traipsing Through My House And Home
Feeling Each Freckle And Fissure Of Skin
As You Run Your Hands Along My Things
Chipping Away More Than You Could Know
You're Not The First Or The Last Who's Been
There Are Tears At The Heart Of Things.

There Is No By-Word I Could Say Which Had Less Sting

There Are Tears At The Heart Of Things.
All Within The Elastic Of One Breath
You Accepted All We Could Ever Be
Naming Yourself After Each Of My Things
There We Suffered Each Other's Death
As I Wondered What Was Left For Me
There Are Tears At The Heart Of Things.

There Is No By-Word I Could Say Which Had Less Sting

There Are Tears At The Heart Of Things.
Becoming A Widow Before A Bride
And The Stars Began Turning Once More
Forcing You To Replace All Of My Things
Now Behind Other Walls You Hide
You Can Pick Yourself Off The Floor
There Are Tears At The Heart Of Things.

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Spaceman = Love

A Cover Song You Half Recognize
A Similar Look In A Girlfriend's Eyes
A New Stitch In A Worn Out Knee
A Sense Of Deja Vu Is All He'll Be
A Spaceman Coming Home
A Feeling He Can't Unknow

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Fragment #35

My Little Sister
I Just Cannot Imagine
Another Eighteen

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Eight Hours

1.
Waving Down Headlights
Before The Bridge
But Cars Came And Turned
All Without Warning
Until Members Recognized
His Old Mondeo
Pushed To The Verge.
Searching Old By-Roads
And Waterlogged Fields
One Found Him
With His Badge In His Pocket

2.
He Kept Doors Locked
So She Wouldn't Be Caught
But Rainwater Seeped
Through Regulated Vents
And Around Ankles
Till She Was Screaming
In Her Native Tongue.
A Window Only Cuts Hands And
Doesn't Squeeze Bodies
Sneaking His Keys Under Mats
To Let The Coroner In

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Recess

Tequila Fucks Shit Up
Even Mixed In A Red Cup
Then A Bottle In The Shower
Until It Tastes Less Sour
Lost Count Of What You Had
With Salt It Ain't Too Bad

I Think I'll Tell Her Now
But She's Out Of Town
It Just Needs To Be Said
Or A Text Will Do Instead

Now You Can't Read A Door Sign
Today's Sex Is So Hard To Define
Just Give Me A Lock
So All They Do Is Knock
And I'll Sleep Here For The Night
In The Morning I'll Feel Alright

Jasus How Am I Home
And Where The Fucks Me Phone
I Feel That Angst It Brings
Among Other Shook Things
Check Your Trouser Pockets
And Eyes Fall From Their Sockets
Why Is My Phone Is Dead
But Then I Remember What I Said

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Death Throws Disclose

The Softest Words Spoken Are Lovers Secrets Broken
And It Brings Sirens That Sound Like Names
It's A Quiet Cut Once All Mouths Are Kept Shut
As You Recall Of All You Loving Claims

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No Klein Above The Trouser Line

No High-Lights Or Tan-Lines
With Lidl's Finest Wine
All Assist And Resists
In A Playground Past Nine
For You Don't Stamp Wrists
For The Chance Of A Kiss

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Fragment #34

On My Chest Your Fingers
Write Reasons To Fight Off
Everyday's Light

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A Goodbye With A Black Eye

"Finish Your Drink So We Can Dance"
As Your Fidgeting With Your Underwear
But She Decides To Leave For A Bag Of Chips
She Doesn't Offer To Share

Your Running Nose Leaves A Shine On Her Cheek
But You Feel It Isn't The Only Thing Wrong
"I Don't Know What You Expect From Me?"
When It Was This All Along

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Whorehound

Molly Bloomed There In The June Sun
Dimpled Cheek Checks In Roof Mirrors
Nimble Fingers Wrapped In Her Curls
Lying In A Dress Without Knickers
A Nightstand With A Ring And Pearls
Then Four Shoes With Laces Undone
You're Just Like Those Other Girls
Who Takes From Other Ones
When Night Asks Which She Prefers

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Feckless

Morning Light Blew Teardust From Her Pillow
And Out The Window She Opened
To Let The Smell Of Spilt Sugar And Beer Drift Out

Out In To City Streets Where She First Stood In Que
Befriended By A Quick Bouncers Hand
Disco Dancers Worse Their Busy Fingers Caused This Mourning

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Unbuttoning The Zips Of Their Jeans

A Name That's Muttered Between Bathroom Stalls
And Her Fake Number Written On The Gents Walls

We're All Laborers For Loveless One Word Texts
Being Scalded And Scolded Till Trodden With Blame
Her Alter Comes With Bartenders And Bendy Straws
And Blackboard Shots That Include Her Name

As Taxi Drivers Say She's Only One Ride Away
For That Advise You Don't Mind To Pay

You Can Watch First Years Execute Bloody Fail Marys
With Ever So Slight Mentions Of A Past Pretty Lay
Till She Waves Goodbye With Slow Closing Eyelids
Extended And Bended Necks Watch Her Walk Away

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But You Recall Toothed Smiles With Clenched Rosary Beads
Of Sweat Dripping From Your Gelled Hair
Tongues Stepping Stones To The Corner Of The Smoking Area
Her Held Hand Does Attract The Other Boys Stare

Pretend She's A Classroom Shadow And Not Some Prize
Some Girl Whitewashed In Daylight And Unrecognized

Smoke Darkens The Timbre Of Your Words And
The Heat Lamps Have Butter Melting In Your Mouth
And She's Pronouncing S's With X's Snuck In The Back
Lending The Conversation The Whole Way South

Famous Last Words Were Needed To Be Said
As She Lead You To Her Un-Christsened Bed

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Fragment #33

Packet Torn Roaches,
Loose Tobacco Is Breath Blown
On Old Copy Books

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Shadows Three Years Old

I Spoke To That Girl Before
Did She Live On The Top Floor?

Winter Kept Us Honest
To The Depths Of Your Despair
Who Could Find Solace
In A Note She Wouldn't Prepare

I Hear Of That Girl Before
She's The Building's Number Four

This Is Not Her Room
And We Are Left Without A Name
And There Is Something
We Can Explain Or She Can Reclaim

I Heard Of That Before
She Was Lifted By A Closing Door

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Bound

There Was A Cost For That Meat
We Rather Eat Fat And Bones
Just To Rest Our Tired Feet
And Not Be Tied To These Stones

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The Littlest Of Sounds

We Are Far From Building Forts From The Bed Sheets
We Exchange Drunk Texts Like Serenade Receipts
I'll Sing You Songs Into An Empty Bottle Neck
But There's Other Suitors On Your Old Tape Deck
Another Randomer Who I Have Painted The Villain
Probably A County Captain Who Can Strum Some Dylan
Dressed Head To Toe In Topshop Sale Racks
I Am Nothing But Someone To Retrace His Tracks

So I Rolled Off Into The Night's First Wet Patch
Then Forgotten Mens Socks Leave Me To Mismatch
Shaking Hands Can Barely Tie My Shoes As You Blame It On The Booze
An Excuse You'll Come Overuse, One That Tends To Leave A Bruise
I Feel I Am Upon The Sleeve Of Your Favorite Check Shirt
A Heart Rolled, Re-rolled And Squeezed, Until I Don't Know My Worth

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Training

The Rain Drops Flow Away From Me
My Backs To Home In A Dirty T-Shirt
Was A Rough Night And Rougher Morning
I Feel It Stop In My Throat As A Warning
How They Love Drama Up Here
Girls Trading Wickeds For Tears
Thanks Jack For Taking The Edge
As The Kids Say Your Some Lege

But Two Freckled Fucks Argue Beside Me
Where Is There Mother
Off Stretching Seamen By The Seashore
Or Some Other Housewife Chore

Then There's That Old Man Who's Flying Low
He's Drippling But I Think That He Knows
He's Staring And Ball Bearing At
Two Seats Across And I've Forgot Her Name
Siobhan? Sarah? Siorsha? Their All The Same
Sally? Who's Named Sally These Days
Screw It Was Only A Shift During My Emo Phase

She Gives A Wink Just For Shits And Gig T-Shirts
That Catalouge Her Nights
This Slayer One Sings Of When
Her Boyfriend Fights
Giving Me Cuts And Bruises
As She Uncrossed Her Legs As A Randomer Begs
Pockets Cigarette Square And Fingers Do Itch
Holding Her Pen Like She's Marlboro's Bitch
Strangeways, Here We Come
There She's Got Some
She Would Smell The Cocaine
But It's Not For The Pain
Home With Two Kisses Goodnight
The Bed Sheets The Only Thing Tight

Fuck I Should Stop Staring
I'm As Bad As The Old Jit
Without My Johnson Banging
In The Wind And Not Giving A Shit

Fuck School Books To Be Read
I'll Just Put Down My Head
Till Some Alarm Rings And Wakes
Now I Don't Feel The Shakes
As We All Start With Breaks
I Am Now A Roman In Rome
Beimid Ag Teach Go Isteach Home

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