02 Parting Gift

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the bed and the goldfish are all that remain
the bed has got fleas and the goldfish is floating
face down in the water the bowl on the floor
I’m just gonna stare for one moment longer
sit down in the dust where the coach used to be
clutching a note that was pinned to the door
I’m not gonna cry though you’ve taken it all
and these final words are a knife in my eye
let me leave you with this one last thing
a memento of the last five years
drowning in your tiny little bowl
and being eaten alive by your love
been beaten down all my life
must be something wrong with me
can’t be dwelling on this
but I’d be remiss to not agree
all the right ways to photograph a broken man
all the emptiness that can exist inside a heart
if I had one now, a still life, of what you left
I would set it all aflame
I would set it all aflame
and burn it to ashes.