Day 1

Climb into all those empty spaces
Run across the train tracks til you’re home and new
Greeted at the door with your depression burning in my nose
A glance around to check the exit situation
The phone is loudly silent
The baby knaws on a salmon bone
We say our goodbyes too soon

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