Lisa Hogan

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That Was A River Ago

Fresh air blows my sins away
With the ghost of Atlanta
Secrets within the soles of my shoes
Rape innocent soil
I'm a murderer

I feel

A wave of sickness when you call
A chemical reaction
An explosion in a silent film

And all these hallow figures mimic people
In a sea of needles
I had to turn off the light
To fill the room with your absents

One day

I'll go down to the lake
Find it frozen
And cast away my hope, a bag of dope
And a postcard from the center of the world

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