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you swim against the breaker of commuters
looking for a way out
and that back clasp bodice
doesn't seem like such a good bet now
but you caught a good pocket on the tram
you'll be in St. Paul by 11 p.m.
by then they'll have sussed out
how the whole thing went so south

and all along you keep the curtain drawn
a skittish fawn gone green for a glinting maw

a meanmuggin soldier with a harelip
is fouling up the train car
like a paper mill fire from the cinder of a dollar cigar
you slip away for a drink
and washing your hands in the bathroom sink
there's nothing in the place where your ring ought to be
you feel nothing in the place where your ring ought to be

"turn it up turn it up turn it up god damn it
turn it up turn it up turn it up turn it up"

and all along you keep the curtain drawn
a skittish fawn gone green for a glinting maw

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from Gone for the Ghostward Skeptic, released August 8, 2008

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