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The Old Tree

from The Water Temple by Thrift Store Talent

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i hate, love you
with your long, silly arms waving under the pressure
growing longer each week, and stronger each time we speak

you've got some nerve to grow and let me
chew on roots in the back while you sleep
while i'm lost in the memories of clicking and whirs
i get tired of begging for scraps from your burrs

i hate, love you
with your cross-legged arms weeping onto my shoulder
weighing me down, pulling me underground

wasn't it sad? wasn't it strange?
the words that you wanted to come out that day
you kept up for years, encased in your lungs
and coughed them out too late and smothered by love
i never forgot, but i see our rot.

so wasn't it strange? and weren't you cold?
were we so innocent? were my insides so wrong?
did i hold some kind of truth in my motives at all?
so attached to our loves, but at much greater costs.
wasn't it strange? and weren't you cold?

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from The Water Temple, released August 7, 2012

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