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Jetsabel Removes the Undesireables

  indie  singer-songwriter  folk  indie rock  emo
615 3 часа назад

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My brother finds comfort in calculators. He assigns every number a name.He believes that they add up to certainty and he is upset with fractions thatremain. So i examine these maps with my eyes and at best i can trace with myfinger all the way to that town where she went an attempt to forget the cracksand the lines of my face. So Jetsabel cleaned out the closets for me and she piledthe boxes in the hall. Tomorrow when she wakes she`ll come take them awayand they will never haunt me again. But it is still hard to sleep with the moonsheavy beams. I run barefoot to the backyard, just to freeze in my place by the rod iron gate, too afraid and ashamed to advance.Today i walked through the snow and found a field of headstones. They werein rows like the weeks on calendars where each box is a day that you can everescape without pills for you poisonous sleep. These memories leak fromthese faucets that weep. Hot tears splash against the shower floor and i standin the steam as if inside a dream--i can see her again by the sink from behind thebathroom mirror she pulls a thermometer and placed it under my tounge. She said "you are as pale as a sheet, you look awful my sweet lay down andwait for the sun." So i stayed in that bed. She brought me water and read each night from a volume out loud. She whispered soft poetry. Her favorite wasAnabel Lee. And those words, like these drugs comforted me. But the clockskept waving their hands and she could not understand why my temperaturewould never drop. And although she promised with tears that she would alwaysbe here i heard truth like the sounding sea. I said, "My Arienette, oh how soonyou`ll forget this house will never be your home. And you will leave in the fall when the trees become graves and their color lie dead in the grass." Gold and green torture me like the lies i believe too easily. Oh my Jetsabel, look at this hell that i have made. If you want maybe drop by sometime put some flowers on mygrave. So that i will look beautiful in my silent sepulchur. Yeah thats fine throwthose dresses away i don`t want anything of hers. For the moon never shinesand the stars never rise without bringing me dreams. Haunted by the ghosts of those bright eyes.

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