Jubilee

Jubilee
With petty things
Faux diamond rings

Always clean
Under the hood
Smog on our teeth

Silk of spring
You fix your web
I learn to play dead

A note for me
Left on the bed
Pretend it's scrawled red

We've got to make
Everything unique
Import our problems
From dust-caked cinema screens
You watch me huff
The cheapening thrust
It creates a blush
Say I'm so lovely pink stuffed

And when we're in the backroom
Our friends have ears to the door
It's a breakdown
With an almost religious core
Can't stand the sight of me
Makes both our stomachs sore
You said it once to me
This is what it's all for
A moment of clarity
With my head on the floor
You said it once to me
This is what it's all for
I court the ceiling fan
With my head on the floor



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Leger
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