Saturday, March 18, 2023

This is how it starts

THIS IS HOW IT STARTS (D G D F# B E)

It starts like this. It ends with no warning. I’ll be gone by morning.

It takes its toll. Believe me, it does. Leave me in the sun. Let me come undone.

At this point in time I err on the side of believing.

 

It starts like that.

 

I should’ve known it would. I should’ve set an alarm. Like an old Holden Commodore. The roof is falling and there’s mould on the floor.

But the ocean looks just as full as yesterday. Let’s go swimming.

The ocean looks just as full as yesterday.

 

I’ll be gone by morning. So will you. We’ll be replaced. We’ll look the same. This is how it starts.


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