100 fences

from by Chris Hickey

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she's gone as loaves of bread in baskets sit
in the bakery window
the movements of the shattered glass like fireworks
shower the past

he is alone, watching old conversations unfold
he is filled with her love and loss and
she is more than a hundred fences away

all told in the early morning hours to a young girl
all told in the pages of imagination
all more real than the palm trees
and the brown air from where i am

and he contemplates setting fire to the greedy towers
that steal all the light on front street and
she is more than a hundred fences away

she lies motionless, frozen, by the curb
as her tunnels of kindness close
i think of you with the same gaze, your eyes, like pathways
and i want to know you when your old

she's gone as loaves of bread in baskets sit
in the bakery window
the movements of the shattered glass like fireworks
shower the past

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from various, released May 9, 2011

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Chris Hickey South Pasadena

Chris Hickey has five solo records, was a member of the bands “Uma” and “Show of Hands”, and has appeared on records by Joe Henry, Michael Penn, Indigo Girls, and more.

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