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Play One on TV

from Fall Through Sparks by Able Baker

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I’m not a well man but I play a good one well on TV
your strings attach to my arms and legs
and pull until I’m tangled can’t move or reevaluate

but that ain’t the worst of it
it goes deeper into the core
my head is attached telepathically to your every carelessness
I sink back into restlessness

or come wrestle with me now
I’ve sharpened my tongue I know that yours remains fine
but not the sharpest one could cut these cords you’ve strung
and maybe I even like them around me

don’t get me wrong lucid signal
there’s a dying dream parked in the mouth of my driveway
cut the line I let it out slow mo
I’m lost in these cliches

I fumble for the words
you recite them like an actress
if I was well rehearsed
maybe the trains would’ve brought me back to my senses faster
I fumble for the words
you recite them slow with stress

I wish I had eyes in the back of your mind’s intentions
but what’s the use in attempting a futile prevention?
static plays songs to the depths of your heart
and that’s the place to begin to feel

you can’t get nowhere without a prompting
any sound must be indicative of something
a beat any drop all empathy is cut off
and progress takes more than just changing channels

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from Fall Through Sparks, released April 17, 2017

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