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For years I’ve tried to bury<br /> | |||
the child in me: that last proud<br /> | |||
the child in me: that last proud | barber pole I stood in front of<br /> | ||
barber pole I stood in front of | as a boy, the new housing project,<br /> | ||
as a boy, the new housing project, | chain-lined walks, blacktop sweat,<br /> | ||
chain-lined walks, blacktop sweat, | poverty just a spelling word.<br /><br /> | ||
To rate responsibility, I’ve tried <br /> | |||
to rid myself of selfish <br /> | |||
evasion. It’s just as well<br /> | |||
that I move to Nepal! <br /> | |||
to rid myself of selfish | Someone believes, someone bleeds. <br /> | ||
evasion. It’s just as well | A girl bolts screaming from bed,<br /><br /> | ||
that I move to Nepal! | her hands pathetic wild birds,<br /> | ||
Someone believes, someone bleeds. | a wooden man plods from<br /> | ||
A girl bolts screaming from bed, | the house of his single mind.<br /> | ||
her hands pathetic wild birds, | At such times, when the cover<br /> | ||
a wooden man plods from | is torn off catalog comforts<br /> | ||
the house of his single mind. | and nothing grown seems full,<br /><br /> | ||
At such times, when the cover | the child sliding head-first<br /> | ||
is torn off catalog comforts | into home, center of a good idea,<br /> | ||
and nothing grown seems full, | dustily rises, clear on the score,<br /> | ||
the child sliding head-first | and the words that passed for life<br /> | ||
into home, center of a good idea, | go in one ear and out the other,<br /> | ||
dustily rises, clear on the score, | |||
and the words that passed for life | |||
go in one ear and out the other, | |||
a naughty habit never broken. | a naughty habit never broken. | ||
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