Waiting for sun in the morning
My eyes on the ceiling
A fire of birds brilliantly burns
And the body knows
Before I know
And didn’t we
Didn’t we pretend?
Oh you and your christ kite
Caterwauling in the air
Coarse and feral
And even so you let me go
I couldn’t charm my way back to you
Oh late lady night
Oh lake lake at night
Oh slouched ghosts of light
And your storm shoulders bright In the bloomed lilac booms
I prayed for peace
Where the lampare cinders
Burned the trees
Still I can half see you
I can half see you
In the yard
In the rain
In your wellington boots
Where we danced like we were on fire
Where we danced like we were on fire
Like the birds we spoke with fire
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