You carry all that shopping
Like a tapestry unravelling
And you have those
Christmas cards to write
When you have nine months
I know how this ends:
Life goes into lightspeed
Then goes into reverse.
Then soon enough we're gone.
A million people
Sleepwalk into town
Pick a fight with a paper bag
And feel profound.
Night slides into daydreams
Somehow the world is
All you always feared
You carry all that baggage
I'm all out of dreams.
Does your memory hold
A space for the wasted?
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