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Wax Fruit

from Brief Feelings by Paris Street

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You were irascible without even knowing what that means
Somehow I was not as nervous as perhaps the moment deemed
We were a tragedy with comedic undertones
Resplendent in a failure we could solely call our own

(It happened at a party – I guess it was a warehouse rave
But I don’t think that they call them warehouse raves anymore these days
And the white kids they were dancing the way upper class kids do
That is to say they were to dance as wax fruit is to food)

It was uncomfortable in so many different ways
Least of all the music drowned out all we tried to say
The pills you’d taken were taking too long to kick in
I wish I had the foresight to have gone dibs on them

We served our social purpose, we were ready to move on, there
Was too little weekend left to remain any longer
We set out to make up for the evening’s waste of time
With nervous smiles and pills and whatever failures we could find

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from Brief Feelings, released February 3, 2023

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