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Listen here:

Don’t feel Don’t feel Don’t feel

Any any any

Thing now, sing now:

 

Keep it moving moving

Motion motion motion

Pace the whole floor

So your heart’s sore.

 

Do this all the time

Without a sob or sigh

I’ll glide right through the week

I do this in my sleep

Feel my heartstrings pulling

But not if I’m willing

To pull harder

This is smarter

 

Move through the days

Keep up the fight

Pick up the pace

Get through the night

 

Night comes and I’m safe to rest

If I sleep then I can’t cry

But what’s punctured in my chest?

Grandma – did you really die?

 

Did you really die?

Not here anymore?

Die –

The sky – is blue…

 

Grandma

Buttons

Sewing

Thread

Porcelain

Wrinkles

Stories

She’s not dead?!

 

Grandma

This can’t –

You were –

Here…

 

When did

All this

Disappear?

 

Heard my mother sobbing

From outside my room

Every inch of stable ground

Has pulled out from her too

 

Why can’t I console her

As any daughter would

Prove I’m here

To hold her near and

Tell her something good….

 

Something…

 

Motion motion motion

Keep it moving moving

Keep your heart sore

Don’t touch that door

Heal her muffled weeping

While I’m busy keeping

Up my pacing

Don’t feel a thing…

 

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