Kite Eating Tree
Down sped the long sleep across from me lay the drag
The itch and the grace I had left the night before
If only the pillows could speak
Would they mention me in yellow, piss-stained, bleeding gleam?
A hung sloth of paradise or pendulum
Once the day is over as I
The drag will be found in the lost night
(And insanity arrives, I can't be called back)
Otherwise I am left in drifting sands, without the air a whole man
Half-eaten heart and as it goes
This weighted leaf, the itch will be found in time sinking
Longing my kite eating tree this beloved world I disown
Impulse arrested spills over and the floods are feeling
The floods are passion, the floods are even madness
Fondling time, seeing into the drop it sings to me
And slowly falls apart, I slide away into the open wind
I slide spilling fractions of family over the floor
It sings, call me what you will your master, your whore
Call me brother, color me red and the sun stone gray
When I'm standing by your side
Tell me your story, friend impulse arrested
Spills over the floods are madness