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Song in Plaster: Wilco, “Candyfloss”

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That bubble is nearly lethal.I’m the boy that dropped that box of pins. I’m the boy that wakes up at 2:00 and 4:00 and 6:00. I’m the boy with an expression of honest surprise on my face, even when my surprise is dishonest. I am the boy whose demise is imminent.

I’m the boy that looked blankly at the floor covered in pins and pricked every finger in the process of picking them up. I’m the boy that nudged you at 2:01 and put my arm across you at 4:02 and kept the light on for only as long as it took to gather my clothes for the shower at 6:04. I’m the boy who tried to plaster up his face with a look of surprise even though I knew days before you tried that you would. I am the boy whose innocence and body are both corruptible.

I’m the boy with each finger bandaged with those spot bandages that you never use that have gathered like fish scales in the bathroom closet for years. I’m the boy who feels like every time he wakes up that he’s lucky that you’re still there, that you’re still alive, and that you sleep as well as you do. I’m the boy that plastered over the place where you ‘broke in’ and shoved the doorknob through the wall, and have to admit that I didn’t expect that. I am the boy that knows how short the time is before he gives up the solidity of the flesh and allows each round molecule to go its own way, scattered across the floor, everyone afraid to pick him up.

- Jaque Nay, celebrated Braille poet, blinded in both eyes by his sister’s curling iron, even though a tag on the iron urged operators to use caution because, “this iron can burn eyes.” He lives and works in Chino, California.

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