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Triscuits
Jenna comes into the room with a packet of triscuits
And offers me some.
They are salted. I don't like salted foods;
They're too much like the ocean.
Jenna, skintight leggings,
Comes into the room with a packet of trisctuits.
They make an odd noise as they're chewed,
Like the grunts of a broken bone.
Jenna used to sail the seas but now
She can just open a packet of triscuits and tell me
How much she loves the prairie wind.
'Cause it's endless like that, 'cause it's yellow like that.
She looks at me with a mouth fulla triscuits and she dares say
That the house is too empty.
It's got walls and a floor and you're saying that you wa
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She let out a scream and bolted upright, wide awake with sweat beaded on her finely tanned skin. Panting, she held her head in her hands and clenched her eyes tight. Blood rushed through her veins and her heart thundered in her ear, it was all she could hear. Taking several deep breaths, she wiped the sweat from her brow and looked around her.
The forest was still, the echo of her scream long silenced. Leaves from years past coated the ground, bright green grass poked through. The trees stood tall with branches stretching out and entwining with their neighbors. The moon's light pierced through to illuminate the forest, but it
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I fell in love through a thin sheet of glass
Scraping my skin on the shards as it shattered.
And I fell asleep reaching for your hands
Dreaming of unwritten notes and dial tones.
I thought it would taste like pink lemonade,
But the way I say your name is metallic.
I thought you would be a way to escape,
But my wires got crossed and I became lost.
You're just chasing residual noise
And I'm losing my digital voice.
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