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Rest like you belong here
With your damp hair
With your chest heaving
Soar out over the long land
With your cold hands
To watch the plains receding
Waves up off of the pavement
Will carry you in
It’s like your sweat is cleaning
You swallowed the sinew
My body passed through
Before I began breathing
When the night falls and the light dawns
Off each other’s bodies now you see
When the land falls and the tide crawls
Off each other’s bodies you’re in me
Drawn out like
Out through the window
Colour the grace in our age
Peer down into the craters
Under the lost lakes
The clarity is blurry
Waves up off of the pavement
Will carry you in
It’s like your sweat is cleaning
You swallowed the sinew
My body passed through
Before I began breathing
When the night falls and the light dawns
Off each other’s bodies now you see
When the land falls and the tide crawls
Off each other’s bodies you’re in me
Now you see
How you’re in me
In me
Now you see
How you’re in me
In me
Waves up off of the pavement
Will carry you in
It’s like your sweat is cleaning
You swallowed the sinew
My body passed through
Before I began breathing

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Get a little closer, let foldCut open my sternum, and pullMy little ribs around youThe rungs of me be under, under youI’ll cut the soft pockets, let bleedOver the rocky cliffs that you leaveTo peer over and not forget what feet areSplitting threads of thunder over meThat I might see with my chest and sinkInto the edges round youInto the lakes and quarries that brinkOn all the edges round you, round you, round youGet a little closer, let foldCut open my sternum, and pullMy little ribs around youThe lungs of me be crowns over youGet a little closer, let foldCut open my sternum, and pullMy little ribs around youThe rungs of me be under, under youI’ll cut the soft pockets, let bleedOver the rocky cliffs that you leaveTo peer over and not forget what feet areSplitting threads of thunder over meListen closely, closely to the floorEmitting all its graces through the poresYou make a fine shrine in meYou build a fine shrine in meThat I might see with my chest and sinkInto the edges round youInto the lakes and quarries that brinkOn all the edges round you, round you, round youGet a little closer, let foldCut open my sternum, and pullMy little ribs around youThe lungs of me be crowns over youGet a little closer, let foldCut open my sternum, and pullMy little ribs around youThe rungs of me be under, under you