and out there in the frozen
sunlight we wanted to be beautifulor maybe just loved
but there was never any time
the car was in the shop and
the rent was late
the drugs didn’t work any more
i was sick of poetry and you were
tired of starving andbetween us we knew all the words to
every song dee dee ever wrote
we believed in the myths even
after they’d been disproved
didn’t seem like too big a price to
pay for immortality
didn’t feel like spring
with snow in the forecast
baby was hungry and
the windows all broken
christ was a story i refused
to find comfort in
just one more beaten dog
crawling towards an unhappy ending
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