oh i don't
know
circling the point
oh i don't
know
how far it goes
oh i don't
oh i don't
know where the grass meets the air, where,
i'm just dreaming,
just dreaming, my skin meets the air, where,
oh i don't know where
there, there
there! there!
barking at the mantel rising falling, pooling
folding skins meet the air where,
takes it back,
trudge into the snow,
shiver in the dark
falling to spinning arms
all our bodies are your wet dreams
taken back, no darling, no reference
looking out its window
tracks in the snow trickle down our skins
your night goes on and on and on and