1. |
sweaty palms
02:44
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I stopped my feet
and looked where we
laid our heads to sleep
where we feared things
that now can fit
in sweaty palms
I think of
the time before
we erased ourselves
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2. |
rewards card
02:41
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3. |
different colored shirts
02:48
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coach said take a knee
already on the ground
the crowd strained to see
and no one made a sound
a voice rose deep
from the bleachers
“You’re getting it all wrong
coaches, players, teachers”
“one day you’ll be dead,
rotting in the dirt,
but here you scream at those
with different colored shirts?”
the coach turned to dust
the scoreboard powered down
players removed their helmets,
just laughed and ran around
maybe he meant well
but he was a dick
he screamed at kids
so fuck that guy
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4. |
pancake fuckfest
02:08
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