I'm dancing in time, just dancing away;
My life is a rhythm, from day to day,
A code of this world, nobody can hide-
I'm dancing away, got time just to sway.
...
When the body grows up,
the children inside it die;
where are they now,
if no longer present?
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Back when I was young:
Is God the ornery rascal
Who dailies with our dreams,
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The gas station has new owners;
though they do not show themselves much,
there is rumored fresh gas in the tanks.
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Some days fill with wonder
Some days fill with pain
And some you'll press between the glass
To look at once again
...
I was dreaming of a white space
Had interposed itself between us two-
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He's under my skin,
My well-hid friend,
An anorexic cast to him;
His bony pallor
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Heaven's close as a memory,
Death's as far as the poles;
Life's as long as your longest dream-
And short as a springtime Rose.
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My dreams now are tepid, composed as they are
Of slackened sinews and uncomplicated time,
New rift valleys to dam forgotten faults-
Or the insidious extension, of skeletal fingers.
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He said, I need a lug wrench
But I heard, I need a hug wench-
And now that we have children,
I don't know what to do.
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