crawlersout

sea water's flowing from the

middle of my thighs

wild buffalo are dancing on

cliff tops in the skies

adorn me in feathers from

dead birds and

contemplate the size

of leather pelts to

wind me in put

shudders on my eyes

they'll cover the hills with their

sweet flesh and soft nails

they'll cover the doors with the screams

that their minds dispose

write it down

write it down

down

the names and dates of the daughters

who bore out of me like

grandmother's vines

they hang from the planks

of my cedar grave grow

pretty long lashes and beards

guarding the rain of me from them

heedless trampling toes

gathering honeybees in their

sockets and creases and holes

they'll cover the hills with their

sweet flesh and soft nails

they'll cover the doors with the screams

that their minds dispose

they'll weave their long souls

into the frame

to grow their foliage in

sew their long hairs

into their beds

to keep them crawlers out

to keep them crawlers out

to keep them crawlers out

to keep them crawlers out

keep them crawlers out

keep them crawlers out