05-24-2013, 06:04 AM
Your bones are filled with salt water
Doldrums beat in your hulls
Your wood is bleached, twisted in cliffs
Time wounds your heals
Echoes are hollow reminders that no one thinks the way you do
Rain drops spring like dancers
Nose burns like a house fire
Bread crumbs kill ducks and wad up in your throat
So you hold her at arm’s length.
If you can see her feet, maybe this one will stay
If you have to count on your toes
How many of her roots have laced through you
Maybe that means that this one will stay
At night she’ll shake like an alarm
Her eyes will flash in your darkness like a lighthouse
Let your roots find her’s
And let her light unhinge your bones
And you can beat against the sea together
Instead of letting it beat inside you
Doldrums beat in your hulls
Your wood is bleached, twisted in cliffs
Time wounds your heals
Echoes are hollow reminders that no one thinks the way you do
Rain drops spring like dancers
Nose burns like a house fire
Bread crumbs kill ducks and wad up in your throat
So you hold her at arm’s length.
If you can see her feet, maybe this one will stay
If you have to count on your toes
How many of her roots have laced through you
Maybe that means that this one will stay
At night she’ll shake like an alarm
Her eyes will flash in your darkness like a lighthouse
Let your roots find her’s
And let her light unhinge your bones
And you can beat against the sea together
Instead of letting it beat inside you