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by Calvin Thrall

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1.
you never knew my name, all you knew was the shape of my face, you were unmotivated, unhappy and just too tired you made sure that I was aware, of your shirt, and the length of your hair, it’s an all too human need, to be desired I guess you never thought about the way you might leave me feeling no longer something we talk about I guess we’re both busy healing you left a taste in my mouth, I just haven’t been able to wash out, it’s not so strong now, but I still know it’s there so instead of brushing my tongue, I’ll just smile and take life as it comes, there’s only so much you can do with your palms still bare.
2.
I don’t have to sit here one more minute and listen to you talk about my tattoos and my hair I tell a story, then you’ll spin it and I don’t have to tell you that it isn’t very fair I never used to have an issue with your pedantry and, your stupid lies but now it seems that when I’m with you just making pleasantries gets harder every time and it’s not cool what you’re doing and I suppose it’s only human to want to give someone a second chance to be your friend but now there’s nothing left to ruin and the best thing for some friendships is for them to fine’ly end I’d like to say no one’s to blame here but it’s so obvious that this is all your fault stop me if I’m being too insane here but I thought that we could go about our lives like two adults? maybe I’m wrong yeah, I think I’m wrong
3.
the thought of the airplane kept me awake at night just the notion I was five hundred and twenty miles from a life that’d just begun to feel alright I lost control and I almost forgot my own name that was the year I didn’t give a shit about my hair or my unhealthy repression and now that I’m here looking back on it that basement is the coldest place I’ve ever been

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released January 3, 2014

recorded on my iPhone.
because, you know. fuck it.

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