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Well I’m starting to be free of this

If I would have died

Would that have made the rest better?

A canary in a coal miner’s cage

The last one to go not yet a red letter day

Last night I fell asleep to air

In the morning I’ll wake up

To my lungs filled with clutter

Will I ever breathe again?

Run, run take cover

The walls in this house

Are caving in like sleep paralysis

Black out! Black out! Black out!

Last night I fell asleep to air

In the morning I’ll wake up

To my lungs filled with clutter

Now I swim out to the ocean crest

I stretch my hand out to deliver a letter

A paranoid poet’s distress

Past a few weird trees and mist

A voice beckons to me

From between the bed and the covers

Canaries telling fables of men

Like so many poets who fell in love with the bottle

If the bird went first then I’m gone too

And all of my friends are pouring liquor on my grave

Tipping their hats and their bottles, and walking off

But in a few short hours they’ll be here too

Last night I fell asleep to air

In the morning I’ll wake up

To my lungs filled with clutter

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