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The Sound Of Sunburn

Hello discomfort, my old friend,
I've come to be sunburned again,
Because the sun’s path was creeping,
Burned my back while hubby was skiing,
And the screaming that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of sunburn.

In restless dreams I tossed alone
now I’m weary to the bone,
'Neath the halo of a night lamp,
I turned my pillow to the cold and damp
When my nerves were stabbed by the pain of
a touch so light
My whimpers split the night
And touched the sound of sunburn.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand freckles, maybe more.
Sun damage on my skin,
Clarin’s lady yelling it’s a sin,
Nerve endings on fire from my hair
It really is soft, I swear…
Disturb the sound of sunburn.

"Fools" said I, "You do not know
Sunburn like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
SPF at least fifty-two."
But my advice like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of sunburn

My skin has not felt this flayed
Since at Wet and Wild I played
With my girlfriends throughout the morning
Oh the sunburn that was forming.
I promised I wouldn’t burn this way
Ever again, oh not again.
Well, Sheeit…
I whispered in the sounds of sunburn.

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