Carol from Amateur by Isaac Vallentin

Carol, I’ll forever be a frightened boy inside. Tell me your old horror story, liven up my mind. It was hardly forty stories—thought she could survive. Now I wear the darkest garment, mourning by her side.

Let’s all get up and dance to a song that was a hit before your mum had sent her body soaring through the sky.

Let’s all get up and dance to a song that played in her day, long before the thought could ever cross her weary mind.

Was a quiet girl, with a long braid down her back. Don’t have colour television: head to toe in black. Sing for Carol, seek salvation, salt behind your step. Only Jesus Christ can see the kisses down your neck.

Let’s all get up and dance to a song that was a hit before the pastor deemed it was the devil in disguise.

Let’s all get up and dance to a song in loving memory of your mum, may careful hands protect her beauty better than they did this time.

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