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Celestial
03:57
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Human, are your hands as hurt as mine?
As hurt as mine?
Earthling, do your eyes catch stars like mine?
How do you make them shine?
I’m not celestial
I’m not made of anything like that
I’m not special
My wings are losing feathers fast
I don’t belong
To anyone but can I be yours?
I am not strong
But can I try to lift you from Earth?
Honey, is your head as hurt as mine?
As hurt as mine?
Earthling, can you take good care of me?
Good care of me?
I am an angel now
I am an angel somehow
Do you have to die to be an
angel somehow?
Human, do you mind that I’m not holy?
If you look closely?
Human, I’m wondering, do you breathe the way I breathe?
Will you let me see?
I’m not celestial
I’m not made of anything like that
I’m not special
My wings are losing feathers fast
I don’t belong
To anyone but can I be yours?
I am not strong
But can I try to lift you from Earth?
I am a human now
I am a human somehow
Do you have to die to be a human somehow?
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2. |
June
03:22
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the way you move is trapped in hesitation
like swimming in honey
but maybe it’s just me
or maybe it’s how
you deal with the things
that cut you in your rage
you said you were feeling sick at midnight
there’s no secret keeping
when everyone is sleeping
but if I live and die
and live a thousand times
I still won’t really know why
falling out of contact, falling out of place,
falling as a strategy a method to erase
falling in is easy, climbing out is hard
climbing into consciousness like stitches to the heart
you don’t have to wait this time around
I can tell you it’s safe in
the time that the day’s in
and I can’t say for certain
that tonight will be better
but it won’t be the same
falling out of sync, and falling out of tune
falling like the moon tides on Second Beach in June
sorting out the feelings, sorting out the fear
sifting through the heavy things that settled down this year
falling in is easy, climbing out is hard
climbing into consciousness like stitches to the heart
falling out of sync, and falling out of tune
falling like the moon tides on Second Beach in June
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Don't be Scared of Me
04:52
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I’ve been coming across my memories in my sleep
Memories I can’t remember long enough to keep
I seem to have lost my spare key!
Not the one to my house but the one that belongs to me
Maybe it went underneath the piles of dreams?
Lately I have tried to keep my spare time clean
Spending several days on each attempt at new routine
I feel sick when I go to bed!
I start thinking about when my parents will be dead
Is it in my body or my head?
I’m scared to die
I’m scared that everyone I love will die!
I’m scared alive
I’m scared because the fear helps me survive
Don’t be scared of me
Don’t be scared of me…
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Lily Porter Wright Providence, Rhode Island
Rhode Island-based singer-songwriter
photo by Anne-Marie Kildron
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