Vats of hydrochloric acid Pickling steel and scouring cabinets Also line our sour stomachs What can kill us will become us I'm obsessed with cemeteries Tangible, contemporary Even trees are partly buried Dig the roots so they can carry Dig the roots so we can carry I get it I get it I get it I get I get it I get it I get it I get Do we teach our kids to scatter? Climb their poles and kick the ladder Carpe diem, sharp beneath them Fall to pieces, what's the matter? I like knowing who will love me I like how my loved ones bug me What a privilege to be choosy Not a privilege, but a duty Not a privilege, but a duty I get it I get it I get it I get I get it I get it I get it I get I get pissed when things I wonder Someone tries to write in numbers When the rain comes I recover Rain reminds me of my brother When I start catastrophizing I call you to stem the rising Ache of living fear of dying They're the same! Says fate while sighing They're the same! Says fate while sighing I get it I get it I get it I get I get it I get it I get it I get One man's jaguar in the 80s I am his wife's baby's baby And like Marcel in his teacup I am partial to the lead up London plane trees, I call Henry Ask him why they plant so many Half a life in New York City London plane trees grow in Philly London plane trees grow in Philly I get it I get it I get it I get I get it I get it I get it I get I get it I get it I get it I get I get it I get it I get it I get