lay your body down, my love.
i’ll play your ribs a harp, my love, your chest a violin.
oh — you’ll be lonely, won’t you?
you should love your family until the grapes grow dust on their purple faces.
step quietly. and don’t cry out.
i’ll come back to you. i seem to keep dying.
i am all of a sudden not so brave. i am afraid.
you can’t go back now, [name]. face forward! keep walking.
you’re all grown up now. you have a husband.
you always clapped your hands on the third beat, you couldn’t wait for the fourth.
remember — i tried to teach you.
it’s dangerous not to have a sense of rhythm.
why’d you have to say my name?
i know we used to fight — it seems so silly now.
if ifs and ands were pots and pans there’d be no need for tinkers.
think of things we did: we went ice skating — i wore a red sweater.
everything is so gray — it looks familiar — like home.
we had two cats and two dogs and two fish that died.
we’ve known each other for centuries! i want to reminisce!
remember when you wanted your name in a song so i put your name in a song?
when i played my music i was singing your name over and over and over again.
finally. some peace. and quiet. like the old days.
it will be a second death for me.
do you understand the love a father has for his daughter?
dead people should be seen and not heard.
there’s nothing else to do.
it takes time to dismantle a room made of string.
how does a person remember to forget. it’s difficult.
a small metallic sound of forgetfulness — ping.
it’s me! i’ve come back! i decided to come back!
he can’t hear you. he can’t see you. he can’t remember you.
i hate you! i’ve always hated you! shut up! shut up! shut up!
listen. i’ll tell you a story.
some things should be left well enough alone.
to mourn twice is excessive. to mourn three times is a sin.
it’s hard to keep busy when you’re dead!
go ahead. try to hit me. you’ll hurt your fist. you’ll break your hand.
can i have a moment to prepare myself?
don’t trouble the songs with your music, i say.
a song is two dead bodies rubbing under the covers to keep warm.
damn you! i’ll push you in the water!
i’m sorry. i don’t know what came over me. i was afraid.
i’m not worthy of you. but i still love you, i think.
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