I’m So Afraid Of Dying

I’m so afraid of dying

being mangled in a crash of metal and steel

or betrayed by my organs

how can I live without fear?

 

 

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I’m Trapped In Here

When my body dies, I die

(I’m trapped in here)

One day my body

(pumped full of fluid to wash out cancer)

will betray me.

 

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I Want to See My Own Blood

I want to feel dampness when I touch my head

I want to feel the horror of being wounded

before I race to the mirror.

 

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High Ticky Trebly

Andy’s guitar

is high ticky trebly

it goes

chunk chunk chunk

rikka tikka tikka

with points of Stratocaster static.

Take this space, fill it up

 

 

 

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Life Is Found There

You see a glance across the stage

mid-song

from Paul to John

that says, ‘we finally made it,

and it’s fun’–

life is found there.

 

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Romantic Terrorist

I am Patricia Hearst.

I want to be taken,

brutalized,

radicalized,

terrorized

What freedom in robbing a bank!

In cradling a gun!

We shout ‘venceremos’

 

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PSH

I don’t blame Philip Seymour Hoffman.

When I get home

I want to drink.

I feel like I deserve it

for getting through another day

 

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