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The Persistence of Memory

It will never come up
If we never go down
You will only remember
The laughter and this town

Will you be my alibi?
I'm being haunted, I don't know why

It may only be once
Or maybe a thousand nights
Each escape a memory
Every kiss another flight

Will you be my alibi?
I'm being hunted, I don't know why

We use front doors by daylight
Greeting less troubled years
Slip in the dark, our alleyways
We're feeling these deeper fears

Will you be my alibi?
I'm being numbered, I don't know why

And if I never return
You know every step to trace
Hide your memory way deep inside
You don't remember my face

Will you be my alibi?
I'm being followed, I don't know why

If we can remember
A haven is this place
We can persist ever and ever
I'll remember your face

Will you be my alibi?
I'm being questioned, I don't know why

Our love is an act of rebellion
Our bond an overthrow
Two people silent together
We read this all long ago

Will you be my alibi?
I'm being counted, I don't know why

Still we stand or still we lie
Naked at least with each other
In confidence or terrorized
The sun still rises for lovers

Will you be my alibi?
I'm being hunted, identified
Will you be my alibi?
I'm being haunted, I don't know why

4/13/25

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Based on Alibi, a poem I wrote on 11/30/99

Demo - 4/15/25

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