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Morning

from Event by Enemy of the Rose

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on a morning after long a night
i stepped out into the yellow light
and i saw in the pool, to my surprise,
staring up at me with bloated, shallow eyes,
the frog floating helpless in the chlorinated grave.
maybe the cover trapped him in,
or, in the end,
he was impossible to save.

in the back of the house we swam and touched
and came in, dripping, voices hushed.
woke up with a sour thought:
the frog in the bush i'd fished out and left to rot!
in the back of our minds we pushed out the sound
of our doubts like an over-full merry-go-round;
clinging tight, as children might,
but we left the water on all night!

with the laundry hanging out on a wire,
i’ve started to suspect everything i desire.
and where there's a smoke, there's definitely a fire!
when will i start to suspect my desires?

on an evening dull and gray,
i took coffee on an oversized tray
and i drank the silence of an empty room
like the lightning flash before the thundering boom.
and i cried, cold and helpless in the wicker chair
about all the things i tried to share -
and though i understood
as best i could,
somehow the whole thing still felt unfair.

and in the midnight light we were two shining fishes
with scales bright and polished, you tasted delicious.
and you were the hourglass, and i was the sand,
and i poured all myself into your open hand!
and through the waves i saw something
glitter and stared;
wanted to reach it, but i was too scared.
instead, i grasped nothing
and nothing grasped back.
i am a rusted pot
on a forgotten rack!

a shout in the night, a whisper in the morning
and your fragile heart was my only warning

i’m afraid of the smoke
i’m afraid of the fire
and i’m afraid of myself most of all
and the cruelty of my desires

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from Event, released November 13, 2021

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