LARRY HIRSHBERG

 

Cabin Floor

On that cabin floor
I found what I was looking for
There was broken wood and glass
Weekends came and went so fast
Now I've grown up and I'm gone
Empty bottle sings your song:

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Smoky cabin number nine
Poison ivy by your door
I always felt so goddamn fine
Sinking down onto your floor

From your iron stove
Came that blurry cherry glow
From the cold you stole the sting
You sanctified the beers we'd bring
The bat and mouse they called you home
I slept there many nights alone

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Morning sit around
From your porch our legs hung down
Some smoked cigarettes
There's a lot that I forget
Blue jays made their teenage noise
We were Sunday's drunken boys...

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