Merge, a vessel, a harbour
A perfect union
Of gift and reception
Each an eye
On the same face
Loss and gain
Fly into the mouth of the ground
Six feet under
Thanks to some failure
Fly into the mouth of the ground
Six feet under
One for the light
One for the dark
Taste each other
For a moment, then combine
Polarized
Oh lay it down
Oh lay it bare
I'm speechless
Naked as a fiery sunset
Eternal but fleeting
Destroyed but complete
A perfect cacophony
Rising like vapour
Solid and liquid
Awkward and trapping
Stolen but paid for
Legs and knees and ankles and toes
When it burns and oh when it flows
Legs and knees and ankles and toes
When it burns and oh when it flows
Gathered and strewn
From this altitude
To some other moon
Wearing false armour
And useless shields
Failed to exist
Crying out into the streets
They are always prepared for the cries
Prepared for the worst
Crying out loud but the noise is absorbed
They are transfixed but untransformed
Stark accommodating echo
Into these hard-pressed streets
Into these well-traveled streets
Into these hard-pressed streets