IDIOLECTIC INSIGHT LTD XIII: SPRING BREAK

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dreaming like a hero 
my distant phone rings   
now who's really to say 
what this morning brings 

a friend in distress 
some phoner or other  
no matter who's calling  
I really shouldn't bother   

but now I'm awake 
and on my still warm feet 
I rush up the staircase 
grab the receiver to greet 

there's a black silence 
on the other end so eerie  
but after a while I realize 
that what I must be hearing 
    
is the breath of my shadow 
making his final rounds 
issuing a last warning 
from now on: no ugly sounds 

so I press the red button 

and to my great surprise 
I no longer speak danish  
this call marked its demise 







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