Porches

Permanent loan

Porches
How come I never see it coming?
I am the meat on the fruit pit clinging
Flung into a black black moon

The motions are splitting
The motions are sharp
The motions go through me
So ruthless and stark
Watch the tree grow simply

I have it easy
But I miss my home
I have it easy
I have no real home
I am on permanent loan

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