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matches
01:40
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Freedom for the boy
who burned down the playground.
He left you with matches
to kick the can in.
Playing in the field
seeing who could trip who.
Hiding in the bushes.
In the sloping buses.
A garage full of snakes
dared to go climb the roof.
Climb the grazing roof
and run your freezing hands
against the blue door.
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2. |
cross country
04:20
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Pushed up the hill
then flying down the hill.
Knees touching grasses
frozen blades
Our boots start to steam
when we reach the gym
and record our place
thirty sixth
Do you remember
that special sort of rain
that freezes your cheeks
and hurts your brain?
We dangled out feet
by the sides of the stream.
We won’t lose our feet ever.
There was a tree bridge
though it’s branches were filled
with bags of dog shit.
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3. |
new year
05:44
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The hill that I’m walking below
is unkempt and overgrown.
Yes I’ve been staying here alone.
Summer’s the worst season.
Rain on the beach is the best
on the peer where we smoked cigarettes.
You crawled right back from the edge
but I lost my footing and fell
like a boy from a branch to the grass.
It was as simple as that.
The smell of the summer is good
but the heat from the sun rots our food.
Time to prepare for the world.
Pull up the dock from the field.
I’ve seen my face on a man.
A drunkard who swears on the bus.
He was destroyed by the young.
Now they all hold their noses at him.
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4. |
scout hut
01:39
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5. |
monument
03:20
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Working past a place mat.
Now the table’s clean
you can feel natural
and not infected by
an awkward case of the glooms.
Watch the sun go down
by the monument
until it’s a piece of jam
that we had on breakfast.
Sought the advice of
wise men and women.
In their houses.
In their chairs.
By their fires.
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6. |
oaf
02:36
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Marker pen scribbling the
answers on the
inside of a
jacket of a book.
High visibility coat
hung on a hook
at the back door
dad’s got his flat cap on.
Winter light’s got a weakness
that a boy just can’t resist and
I think that crack’s just wide
enough for light to get through it
and I remember it all
like it was only yesterday.
The half-brick hit the window
and we got up and ran away.
Why do I return
to the places that frighten me?
I eat meat with canine teeth
so why am I so pale and weak?
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