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10/1/2022 8:10 AM
writer : Malcolm Chambers

Maybe it was an afternoon
Or was it an afterthought
I seem to remember you
Underneath the shower stream
Between the stops of each station
Just like when tracks switch
You used to say
If there's a beat there's a melody
And we'd shut our irises open
Lace melancholy with the melatonin
The light broken apart by your melanin
You are the dream I miss having