Day Eighteen
SONG
FOR JON
She's
got a nautical
north
and south
and
all of the things
that
she does with her face
contagious
contortions
outlandish
proportions
she's
trying to
make
herself new
Her
inside out sun
and
her upside down moon
and
all her fake stars
are
way out of tune
they
say that she's got
a
place somewhere on Mars
but
I think it's up
in
her bedroom
She's
sitting it out hanging
about
in her bed-sit
waiting
for her giro to come
but
nobody told her
or
tried to scold her
'don't
you know
you're
upside down too'
One
day she decided that it could be fun
if
everyone thought she was the only one
She's
got a nautical
north
and south
and
all of the things
that
she does with her face
contagious
contortions
outlandish
proportions
she's
trying to
make
herself new
Her
inside out sun
and
her upside down moon
and
all her fake stars
are
way out of tune
they
say that she's got
a
place somewhere on Mars
but
I think it's up
in
her bedroom
She's
sitting it out hanging
about
in her bed-sit
waiting
for her giro to come
but
nobody told her
or
tried to scold her
'don't
you know
you're
upside down too'
One
day she decided that it could be fun
if
everyone thought she was the only one
18042019
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