Thick, Thick OceanNo, not us. We Can't go out in that Thick, thick ocean. Let's stay here and Hope for crows to pick Us up like picked-over Fish and show us that This land really is a World different than the Dark, dark ocean - Black and heavy like Clergymen's clothing.Thick, Thick Ocean
Nope, can't breathe in That thick, thick ocean. Don't even dip your Littlest toes in.
With These LettersYou'll take an ersatz bride, Two or three just for the night, Light hair and dull light eyes. Then stag and sad, you'll ask why They still aren't her.With These Letters
Jesus, I am not the cure.
There's no good reason To keep a woman around Who's been emptied out, A shouting virago come clean.
I've stopped waiting for anything (thank god and men for me).
In good faith, one last thing: I'll stain my mouth with beets, Dress in baby hazel leaves. With lissom nods, I'll breathe And hope to please you better.
Suppose I'll love you
Start of a Great DroughtOne temerarious professor Prepared himself for the Start of a great drought. Put his smart man's stole On hold up on the highest shelfStart of a Great Drought
(He thought to himself, "It's hardly useful to Have truth if you can't Hold onto a woman Who could love you.")
He wore his biggest Coat and wrapped his Pale throat in a muffler Before bed. It may be dry, But it's a cold night when She lays eight states away.
What can a numb man Say to settle bets Parlayed by the young And ill-informed tongues Of the people he hates?
Proper CompanyIf love feels like Tree trunks turned upside-down, Roots mud-flayed above the ground Where all the secrets, All the sacred ingredients Of growth, perpetuation Are laid vacant and bare naked For everyone's eyes to see Then I'd rather just find proper company.Proper Company
