Six Parts Seven Sleeping Diagonally
somehow when you laid here by my sidesomething whispered
words like rain is falling heavy
and she hated, loved to fight
someone from a suncracked sidewalk calling out
you-hoo. hey, uh huh.
sometime I may trade this bone tired fist
somewhere I'll remove the mattress lying
heavy as a healing word and wind
someone from a suncracked sidewalk calling out
you-hoo.
hey, uh huh.
hey, uh huh.
hey, uh huh.
hey, uh huh.
hey, uh huh.
