The sidewalk jackhammers arrived directly in front of our house on the dot of seven and persisted on our street until the point in the afternoon when they moved off to torment an audibly adjacent block. The shallow nightmarish gasps I slept in were not enough. I can't do another spring at this pitch of sleeplessness. I can still hear industrial whines and trucks beeping up.
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- 1: How do we sleep while our beds are burning?
- 2: But I was cruising Gawain in the mist
- 3: All of it's golden, my body is floating, I'm still alive
- 4: Why don't you ever let me love you?
- 5: I'm man enough to be a party girl and dance all night, the American high
- 6: With that you're-on-camera smile like she wants to try me on
- 7: Wish they'd drop the knife in the peep-show parking lot
- 8: When you go to hell, I'll go there with you, too
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