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Dehydrate And Return

from Cabin Sketches by Detectives

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Trickle down, it follows your spine. The sweat drips and soaks your shirt.
Ointment for burns. Dehydrate and return, to where people come to rest.
We accept no cards out here in the archipelago. Leave your watch on the boat a sign said.
A bit smug I know you’re thinking, but it also makes sense in a way.
During rush hour, the boats are packed, with stag parties on a crash course.
You and I sit in the back, holding hands and watching people vibrate.

You did your best to squirm out of my grip. Some people just don’t deserve love.
The discomfort of being to close, is bittersweet I know.
There you stand, just staring blindly. You are a waxwork of yourself.
Parents buy ice cream for their kids, they respond by squealing like pigs.
But surely nothing’s gonna get worse than the things that have already been.
Did I mention they responded by squealing like pigs? And you did not respond at all.

The crust of earth is sweating, inside it’s boiling hot as you know.
And now the sun is helping out also, to dry out what is left.
Transport that cost a fortune. Saw a girl who once loved me. Self doubt and a splash of bad judgement, can ruin good things fast.
But the inner me wants a piece, he wants to come out more than he has.
Somethings are made to be hidden, while others are up for display.

There is just enough for all of us. We are all filled to the brim with excitement.
You grinned in a way, like you didn’t mean it. With you I could never tell.
Phoned you in Copenhagen. I rang from Amsterdam. It’s true, the satellites help us feel close. But only for a short while.
All the words wasted, mangled through wires, can you hear me darling?
Self medicate. True romance is fake. What was that? You’re breaking up.

You looked at me both distressed and relived through the glasses on your face.
The tears on your cheek, you had cried for a week. You needed rest.
Sought something more than just going to sleep and waking up the next day.
Insipid I know you’re thinking but it also makes sense in a way.
Don’t you agree?

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from Cabin Sketches, released May 29, 2020

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