Still Life

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Kenna Wong

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I had breakfast at dinner
Half past 12 midnight
Diner mingles got me sitting
Indigo stained on my left cheekbone
Remembered we'd jot notes bout a road trip
Cross country we ain't even know yet
Suppose I'd stay and watch the whole world leave
Before I even feel grown up
Slow dance on the shore
Needing something to hold so I just close lips
And stay underneath
This feel like a coma
This feel like telephone telling me bout a world I still ain't know
Show me off when you bring the world home
Back to the diner at 12 midnight
It feel like a still life and I still write
Bout round breakfast at midnight
Hot sweat with a glow the beach illuminated
By the pick up
Parked on the sand when it's closed
I can't stand there no more
I fell into Chinatown hand-me-down doses of avant-garde outcasts boasting bout some style that still ain't born yet
True Religion
That spilled wisdom you find at the bottom of a cigarette
I'd still listen
If you still smoked just to figure the worlds bigger when you meet it with firm handshakes
Smiles and statements of who you are in a bar at 12 past midnight
That's a lottery and a lobotomy at the same time
The drinks on me when you ready to feel life
Past the confines of your Eastside

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