Seth Proch

Rookie (July 2,1986 - not yet / Bennington, VT)

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And A Rock Feels No Pain, And An Island Never Cries

There's a birds nest outside my window,
a bright white ribbon woven into it.
The tail of the ribbon is dancing in the barely present wind.
The scene takes place in a barren tree,
ravaged by the harsh cold of autumn.
I see it all from the open window of my room,
looking out through the metal screen,
where a tiny insect climbs nimbly up the outside.
Some old lo-fi recording of a jazz tune is playing,
and I wonder what she's doing right now.

Nov.27,2006

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Fire Fighter

Ashes of your love rain down from the skies,
so I keep my head down so they won't sting my eyes,
The smoke envelopes me, but the flames drive me out.
The tar fills my lungs as my heart fills with doubt.
You are a living effigy, burning bright for me,
but that self sacrifice just isn't my scene.

I'm sorry for you cause I can't return the favor,
it's sad but it's true cause I can't return those feelings,

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