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Canary

Triumphant:

Miners all dead

The old town

Once vibrant

Now drenched in strings

An old soul

Attractive

In a younger man

A sad girl

An old trope

We do what we can

Too obtuse

For mystery

Give me God straight

The only thing hideous

About you is me

Is me

I thought I heard a sigh

I thought I heard the sigh of a lesser God

But it was just children shouting

Dancing in the shadows of new towers

Oh I, I thought I heard a sigh

I thought I heard the sigh of a lesser God

But it was just the grinding of the street below

Then I saw a bird’s shadow cross my window

A pay phone’s

A tribute

To the breathing hard:

Totemic

And winking

To the obsolete

If water surrounds you

It’s the island that’s out of place

If mountains move towards you

Let the tears

Let the tears

Let the tears of joy

Cover your face

I thought I heard a sigh

I thought I heard the sigh of a lesser God

But it was just children shouting

Dancing in the shadows of new towers

Oh I, I thought I heard a sigh

I thought I heard the sigh of a lesser God

But it was just the grinding of the street below

Then I saw a bird’s shadow cross my window

No esoterics

No failed skin

Give me the broken world

As it is, as it is

No transcendence

No gnosis

Give me the world

As it is, as it is

No transcendence

No second sight

Give me the tunnel

The ending, the light