we’re seven inches from heaven
but crawling closer to meaningless
which way to go then
which door to open
but leave it on floor
all your hope when
you walk in
i wonder why we haven’t spoken
walk around the boat when
it’s clearly overflowing
but i won’t stick around
to watch you jumping

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