—COS YOU SAID THE BRAINS I HAD WENT TO MY HEAD
if you tell me the end is near
the sun’s holding a grudge
and I could use a nudge
to do something meaningful
get through this thick
stop feeling blue and sick
there are times
I don’t want anything
and others I want it all
guess I don’t really know
who I am after all
met a stranger at the station
we spoke without words
throughout the duration
isn’t that how best friends are
knitting silence into gold
mastering small talk
until they both get old
but you and I are different
two geese bobbing on the lake
nothing frivolous forgotten or fake
so if you see the sun
point her out will ya
I guess I miss her
I know I miss you
and I’ve stopped having fun
met my twin
in the mirror yesterday
poor guy looked
baffled in disarray
we spoke through sign language
using our opposable thumbs
until we realized
which one of us was dumb
he said I’ll see you flip-side
I said me I been tryna hide
yet I’m not here or there
I’m not actually anywhere
but if you tell me
the end is near
I’ll be here
to tell you
it’s not
it’s not
it’s not
we’ve still got time
and we’ve still
got us
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