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• Artiste: Chester Travis
• Titre: A Name Like Tobleron
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Severed fingernails beneath the teeth she bites them with, A silver bangle dangling from her wrist. Knuckles white and hard from years of smoking cigarettes, She doesn't have that long (I think you get the gist) She's a sinker, On a fishing wire. She's this crooked little easel of a girl, Clumps of hair they tear and fall about the place. And when she smiles (which isn't often, and it takes a while) It's like her lips against the grain of her face. She's a sinker, And she's cast away. She has a name because her mother called her Toblerone, She has a dog which she just calls Dog. And when it yelps it coughs and splutters through the living room, And wades its way into the niccotene fog. She's a sinker, She's a sinker, She's a sinker, And she's sinking down, Here.