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oh, god! I just can’t grasp you with a tighter clasp!
and someday, I’ll put you in a box, I’ll have images to dig for
crushed and crumpled away like silly little love notes I received from a girl in 1994
tell me, what’s a memory but something that isn’t happening anymore?

once…these…thoughts…get…excavated, we’ll probably be eviscerated
will you still think of me when spring’s in the past?
and summer’s head of steam comes roaring back?

o the joy! ocean in view!
but you’ve stolen the scene; it’s cropped so clean, rocky shores against a backdrop of Pacific blue
you’re the jewel of the tourist trap when you tie your hair back, it’s all so true!
but, tell me, what’s a memory but something that is remembered each time distinct and new?

oh, god! I just can’t grasp you with a tighter clasp!
and someday, when I’ve put you in that box, I’ll have your images to burn
crushed and crumpled away like silly little love notes I’ve received, tattered and torn
and, tell me, what’s a memory but something that can never be reborn?

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from bright smile black eyes, released January 4, 2011
Pretty Misery Music© 2010

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Adrian Morse Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Adrian creates songs stitched from historical yarns, literary scenes, and relatable blunders of personal experience. A veteran of countless musical missteps, unrealized bands, and aborted projects, his recent works include an acoustic LP and a series of increasingly unpopular releases with the power pop band Readership. He resides in Philadelphia and has a nice cat (who even has his own song). ... more

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