the sky today cracked open
an egg from your mother's womb
tucked it under our shirts
and learned the meaning of shame
so i dropped out of sight
no secret, but i know it can be kept
deep in kansas, i have buried my daughters
god's will is not love but a hammer
in your garments on the street
in your garments in this room
these passionate attachments
these late nights spent in each other's rooms
in your garments on the street
in your garments in my room
something despised...i picked it up
something disowned...i claim
something disallowed...i took it up
something denied...in this room tonight
something disjointed...was made whole
somebody lied...in this room tonight
and what they denied...i took home