wasn't asleep
but must've been
looked at my feet
back at this square again
the one where i wear no skin
the sinew exposed
these muscles all thinned
eyes somewhat crossed
head all aswim
the things i should have done
and didn't know i did.
pauper,
oh piper,
won't you let me in?
i've forgotten my papers
and the storm's coming.
i've lost my wafer
and the wine is kicking in
if you leave me out here
there's not a way to live.
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