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hey I heard your name in
the months and years
where your life changed
slow and crooked
hey I heard your name in
the corner of my
cheek
it was a little cry
a little buzz
hey I heard your name in
the tree branches
but
more than anywhere
in the constant hum of
my silver screen
hey I heard your name in
the white blankets
I pile on the floor when
I’m too drunk
to make the bed
hey I heard your name in
the covered hall
leading to your door
carpeted and wet from the
fresh snow