Afternoon

Office work was made for me
While the sea warms a few degrees
I could cry just from a spreadsheet
Unseen gaps have clearly healed
Evident from how I feel
The terror of a real sentiment
Held dear with no resentment

In the cosmic wheel I'm just a spoke
Who knows when the levee broke
It's getting harder just to fake it
Draw breath draw pay and seldom pray
A whisper lost in pounding rain
On the breeze reserved for you
Mother truth

Anesthetic afternoon
Through another wasted June

While we wilt under fluorescence
As the day reveals its basis
Empty space it's you that fills it
No one else knows why it's worth it



Credits
Writer(s): Matt Nilsen
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