Little Sur

Silicia

Little Sur


Bitter silica, your maze is like a city left undone
You tangle me with moth fed afternoons
And tumble me til bruised I?m tried and trued
And when the bows they break, we?ll be there to wake up
We?ll mend the quake, we?ll bury them in sea dust from the mar
And lose ourselves to old men gone afar

And we?ll see them wind our wounds
And murder our carelessness, once in a warm cocoon
We?re all gentle giants in sea of ants, and worms
And I don?t want to lose my turn

And I am reckless as a loon
Moldy eardrums fading blue
Miss my warm September rain, heart so nimble light and feign
Bare my belly to the sky, sewn like leather you and I, sewn like
leather you and I

And we?ll see them wind our wounds
And murder our carelessness, once in a warn cocoon
And I?ve never seen you so wild my dear
And I don?t want to lose myself here

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