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Mothers

from Hospital Music by Young Weather

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You should be one of the smiling mothers
Wheeled down through the revolving doors
With Flowers and nurses and phone photographers
Potent husbands with which you'd never grow bored

the parkway the parking lot
the lift and the doors
the washing of our hands
there is nothing more

the beeping of the heart
the breath inside the tubes
the flesh of our flesh
never untethered from the cords

You shouldn't have to be watching her numbers
Like the shadows of the kids you can't save
You bare your breasts in our plastic nest
Our flesh and blood tries to eat without choking it away

I can never know the kick inside you
Nor can I convince you my weak seed's to blame
We both stare alone out on our flat unchosen home
Until the void can respond with our names

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from Hospital Music, released June 2, 2016

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Young Weather Atlanta, Georgia

Young Weather is the project of Dustin Ragland & various collaborators in both studio and live settings through the years. Wrapping ambient electronic sound with a meter-hopping acoustic rhythm section - all around allusion-heavy lyricism.

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