See You Don't Bump His Head
Scott Walker
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
Spring might gently
Press its thumbs
Against your eyes.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
A cobweb melts
within a womb.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
An incontinent
Is singing Scarpia.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
A mythic instance
Of erotic impulse
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
-is slipping under
A surefire sign.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
Bdelloid rotifers
Join the chitterling circuit.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
Shit might pretzel
Christ's intestines.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
Being crushed
From the inside out.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
On the snow
"Rummy" flaunts
His unmanly dribble.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
A tiny laugh
Dirties everything it touches.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
Night stops dripping
Through the stars.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
Blast the sheet
Of jewels
Horizon to horizon.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song.
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