upstairs song

from by Harrison Lemke

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I recall:
we're in the upstairs room after supper, all together, perfectly dark except for a chink of light from the door and the smeary TV glow and the one red eye of the Nintendo on the floor. And I am lying on my grandparents' king-size bed, eyes fastened on the skylight overhead — the bright music, the happy screaming, and a great black hole in the middle of the ceiling —

and the wind
presses up against the window
to have a look at us.
And the wind
presses up against the window
to have a look at us

and the snow
flakes
fall.
We are gonna die
after
all.

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from some advent songs, released November 8, 2017

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