nad. like a worn sailor singing sad songs of the sea without mention of it. sitting on stage in an untucked oxford blue shirt and a USS The Sullivans hat. to the side of the stage. acoustic in hand, metal buttons reflecting the spot light. the unfolded bill of the stiff like new hat shades his eyes.

it’s a comfort to rest your hand on the back of a leaning, sitting forward girl.

[COPYRIGHTED LYRICS OMITTED — “The Killer” by Damien Jurado — manual review required]

adam.

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