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Walked Out on a Line

From the “Mermaid” single.

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From the 
A
back of my brain the confetti-burst came,
  
and it blew through the balls of my 
B
eyes.
  
In a 
C♯
midnight as loud as a cloud of cocaine
  
and 
F♯m
horrendously 
E
swollen in 
D
size, I saw 
  
the 
A
pen press the text through the flesh of your neck—
  
and the first line ’twas writ there was: “
B
Christ’s
  
a spun 
C♯
silver machine, or a high wall of white
  
waving 
F♯m
cream. The sun 
E
streams from his 
D
side,
  
because he’s 
A
out on a 
B
razor 
A
line.”
  
In 
A
dark and dirty streams, the decay from our dreams
  
leaves a black trail of grease through the 
B
snow.
  
And is 
C♯
there a hotel there? Or is there a hole
  
where our 
F♯m
bodies, all 
E
aching and 
D
aging, can go?
  
A
leapt from the mountain and, mid-falling-down,
  
I ran my trembling hands down your 
B
spine.
  
Because you 
C♯
have been and are currently holy to me,
  
and will 
F♯m
hopefully 
E
always be 
D
mine,
  
and because you’re 
A
out on a 
B
razor 
A
line.
  
In the 
A
storm’s scream and swirl is where I saw my girl,
  
I was pinning her straight to my 
B
side
  
when the 
C♯
devil, all dinged-up and dragonfly-winged,
  
dropped his 
F♯m
head in my 
E
lap and he 
D
cried:
  
“NOW WE’RE 
D
RIGHT 
E
OUT 
F♯
ON 
C♯
THAT 
B
LINE!”
  
Once, I 
A
spotted my man swooping over the sand.
  
In the ambulance lamps of his 
B
eyes
  
and the 
C♯
smell of black blood on the backs of his hands
  
I could 
F♯m
tell that his 
E
world can’t be 
D
mine.
  
But he said, “The 
A
earth seems to 
B
spin just 
A
fine.
  
All through 
A
space,
  
all through 
B
blameless 
A
night on the 
A
blade
  
of a 
B
razor 
A
line.”
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