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Graham Greene

Barbarisms – I Have Not Seen You in Days

I came home
With wet clothes in a plastic bag
With a haunted look
Stinking to high Heaven

I have not seen you in days
I have not seen you in days
I have not seen you in days
I have not seen you in days

I came home
Without any irises
All the black in my eyes
As big as outer space

I have not seen you in days
I have not seen you in days
I have not seen you in days
I have not seen you in days

Chasing the wind
Around the garden with fishnets
Who was to have known
Who was to come home

I have not seen you in days
I have not seen you in days
I have not seen you in days
I have not seen you in days