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The Rib
Annabelle Dinda
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What will I think of to fall asleep
When it all begins to wilt?
Will I feel my hips on the mattress bed
Tuck my chin under the quilt
What will I think of in window glass
When I pass it on the street?
When I exceed expiration dates
Will there still be more to see?
Mmm-mm-mm-mm
In the shade of Eden, is that all I am?
Cut from the rib of a biblical man
Fruit for the birds, seeds for the soil
And when I turn 30, is that all I'll be?
Branches you trim from the evergreen tree
Mulch for the rake, prize for the loyal
Does that do it for ya?
Ladies posed in old photographs
With their Mona Lisa smiles
If you hooked them up to a polygraph
Bet their pulse was running wild
They hold it in with a corset string
And the ribbons in their hair
Sometimes I feel them unraveling
Though I know there's nothing there
Mmm-mm-mm-mm
In the shade of Eden, is that all I am?
Cut from the rib of a biblical man
Fruit for the birds, seeds for the soil
And when I turn 60, is that all I'll be?
Branches you trim from the evergreen tree
Mulch for the rake, prize for the loyal
What if I'm high like falling snow?
Supple like the rocks I used to throw?
I could be a blight for all you know
Relish in cutting the stems of their throats
In the shade of Eden, is that all I am?
Cut from the rib of a biblical man
Fruit for the birds, seeds for the soil
And when I turn 80, is that all I'll be?
Branches you trim from the evergreen tree
Mulch for the rake, prize for the loyal
Does that do it for ya?
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