don't hold and

dont hold back hold yer hands against hamadryad

as week to strength its night breathing lightening over
the cambric dawn's come over this
your speaking verse
mellow mountain of coffee
rails against the hardship
thousand lairs of her alone
body wilts in the cowardice
song


but broke
's
forgiveness
made
plenty
out of

wine




narrowing

down the nothing

to everything



clothing the dead
feeding the fish


this narrator's got the long gone block on her head


hear the trombone
or those flattening heels
clickin in the subway

what's that language you speaking
as yer death wish come true

finds
breath to mate every song