Out in Yellow Rooms

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Out in yellow rooms, we sit and chat and breathe in fumes.
You and I both speak too soon. Do you have awhile?
Conversation is a myth, a throne, supreme, aloof.
At least there is a gleam of truth
Any time you smile.

You’re too smart to breathe. You cut through fat, you butcher me.
Take a moment, stop and think, slice the tendon through.
Lay me on the bed, nothing more, just touch my head.
Show me some of your old pets
For an hour or two.

What were their names? Did you have a ghost?

And when the screen goes black, you know I’ll need to leave.
Don’t take me at my word or put on coat.

You won’t believe that closeness comes in its own season.
I guess that wasn’t obvious to me.

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from Everyday, released May 1, 2017

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Strong Force Chicago, Illinois

Bleary, buying brats in the superstore foyer, filled with wildfire panic and slab-eternal calm, our contestants stand tall in the august April blue (though down, sometimes, it's true, in their rooms). Hard questions raised in the kitchen, maybe after breakfast they'll mentor local pros. Handsome-hearted mudslingers, live to sing another day on some confusion about the W-2s! ... more

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