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patrick swain - abacus lyrics

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the neighborhood’s in bloom this afternoon
on stairs down to the hollow of cats and mice
the early birds will croon like a choir of bassoons
conspiring for a piece of paradise

listen like a phonograph
to mourning doves’ strange epitaphs
singing songs of virtue and vice

so i’m thinking of building an abacus
for minuscule arithmetic
additions and subtractions of the day

a few dozen books sit stacked unstably upon my shelf
with margins scribbled in a script that isn’t mine
on the wall are taped up paper maps to somewhere else
above a classroom globe from 1989

a studio apartment is a microcosmic canvas that no
young professional pair of eyes can deny

if i could find it on a map i’d be the first to cross
a line of demarcation, a sign with “turn around” embossed
so i’m thinking of building an abacus
for life’s little tabulations
to visualize the ground i’ve gained and lost

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