Foot Foot Saw The Legs
saw the legs of the piano,
and stuff your ears with cotton
like stilts on a guillotine,
the wood is finally rotten
and all the planks and the people
hold their bodies wide
like people do when people see
where other people have died
Oh Mackenzie, stuck in your highschool frenzy
are you a drama queen
or a methamphetamine
you dreamt you saw the ocean
for a midwestern desert mile
and i dreamt i saw you resurrected
if only for a while
and where is she mother
where's my sister
i looked over at her house
and i feel as if i've just missed her
some people keep their windows clean
with alcohol and kerosene lit fires
oh friend you look a bit tired
and others keep the cinders burning
with branch in hand and always turning slow
and with them it is never quite time to go
where is she mother where is my sister
i looked over at her house
but i feel as if i've just missed her
