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Let's wander from the subject
It's a bit stuffy here
Has anyone seen the body lying on the floor ?
Has anyone seen the wintertime guest
Bowing & scraping to the carrion ?
No one can tell about that
There is the shadow of a stranger between us
My body is a map
There is the shadow of a stranger between us
I am standing at the door
I have no keys
Someone is locked inside
Someone turned off the lights
There is a bee
And she tastes my honey
No more feast of friends
No more black & white snapshots
No more feast of friens
No more... no more
I could have been your elder son, 
your true Jesus, your naked Coltrane
But let's wander from the subject
Even the hunchback has a headache
I swear I saw garlic growing under my father's steps
I was a shadow lying on the lawns
And I swear I was here 
long before you even learned to dive
We tried to swing the boat
But realized that we might drown
Both spread God's tears... 


(c) Jean Marie Mathoul
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Publisher: Interzone (2)

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Released in: 2002

Language: English

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