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Jan lays down and wrestles in her sleepmoonlight spills on comic books and superstars in magazinesan old friend calls and tells us where to meether plane takes off from Baltimoreand touches down on Bourbon Streetwe sit outside and argue all night longabout a god we've never seenbut never fails to side with meSunday comes and all the papers sayMa Theresa's joined the moband happy with her full time jobam I alive or thoughts that drift away?does summer come for everyone?can humans do what prophets say?and if I die before I learn to speakcan money pay for all the days I lived awakebut half asleep?a life is time, they teach you growing upthe seconds ticking killed us alla million years before the fallyou ride the waves but don't ask where they goyou swim like lions through the crestand bathe yourself in zebra fleshI've been downhearted babyever since the day we met

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