• Vol. 03
  • Chapter 04
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This is the silent
life we used to know
only briefly

I was old and she was
old and you were the pitchfork

We kept you in the barn
and deeply apologize
No, really

We tended the earth
and grew the crops just
a few yards from the Denny's

I once grew a cucumber
in the shape of a tomato
unless I just mixed up the seed

Growing and living
until a man in a bright
yellow hat came and told
us to stow off

Dragging us from our home
back to the institution.