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i don't know how to get here
into the review tunnel - old image - 

i have not seen this interior
in my interior
over the years

did i meet you in the section above?
in a vintage clothing store
or there in the lanes and passages
that i got used to
smoke inside i used to
and i was all about this weird edwardian lace 
i could never figure out how to use
and was wearing Victorian velvet and wanted to die
die die die

and i am alone here
Boise, Idaho got a weird one in me
never knew what would touch sandy oceanfloor down
surprising strangers through a wooden wall
and drowning in stupid pillows
a comfortable bed 

to die in

are you thinking of me?
or am I the receptacle of your cleverness and foolish skills
i am what you wanted or just a picture place
i'll have a blonde look to my ancient core
i hate my old photos
because I want to rest in every moment and stay
but yes, race on, race on
until ryan makes me dinner
and i can explode with empty curiosity
the sky the sky

the sky sky

the thought that telling the truth will do something for me
just soak in the ice the colder hands
and in this river i record the corner of your inner outsider
but you have never lived in a worldview
you lived on an island
with ancient cedars, japanese bears,
and oceans of fish.