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Where have you been lying

Ever since the fortunes changed their minds?

You’re nothing but a sleeping quarry

Caught up in the snares that you yourself had lain

But I am not your keeper

Don’t call for me when you finally realize

No one’s coming, so you’d better find some peace

When you wash up

I will fold my hands

And contemplate the ways

To keep you in your place

Please tell me

Why have you been mourning

Since the day you really met yourself?

Well you and all your seething lowlife best friends

Were lining up like sparrows on a wire

Talking like the twelve Apostles

Dressed in leather

Wandering the alleys

Clenching your fists

«Relax, it’s just a business.»

Your Maker was a servant

Who plowed 'til he was swollen

And fell into the ground

His phantom took the shape of

Your seven years of labor

But you would not stay down

I couldn’t get you because you got me first

You were a fixture

I must have been a fool

I couldn’t face you, because your face was mine

But I will be long gone

Before I take your side

We’re nothing but receding figures

Robbing each other of our final thoughts

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