Oh the sea
On the friendly dark caustic
And the troubles with the pain
Open through the back door
Crack glows through her dress
Boney wobbly knees
Grinding dark though a hardwood floor
Pull on her jack strap
And then the bees were there
And when we dreamed
We began to breathe so deep
Pushed on my futon
Begged by an anomy
Holding on to seasons
I know that I can?t
Undo the beads
Under the beast.
