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100 UNNAMED THINGS

Speak, sing, blink, breathe

Someday was reserved for dreams,
So it seems I?m left with day to day.
It?s like they always say, don?t let it slip away.
I feel that today, I let it slip away.

I opened my eyes today, and the fullest thing I could see
Was a rusty, chipping, heart-shaped, rhinestone ashtray.

And what hurts the most,
Is that I let it go without a fight. I can?t sleep at night.
Though I?ve been shirked once or twice,
It is my own vice that keeps me in this town.

The things that I valued turned out to be cheap,
So, though I laugh at the parties, ambition weeps.

Someday was reserved for dreams,
So it seems I?m left with day to day.
It?s like they always say, don?t let it slip away.
I feel that today, I let it slip away.

I speak, I sing, I scream,
And, yet, I know
That chances, just like bones, can
Grow so old.

I breathe, I blink, I need,
And, yet, I know
That colors fade to black?
The sun sinks low.

This is what they mean:
The big empty.

I speak, I sing, I scream,
Nostalgic for
100 unnamed things that went before.

I breathe, I blink, I need
Some respite from
100 unnamed things that made me numb.