in birdsong
Singer:everything everything
the leaping of white fire
and spider-like the dance
shimmering and crawling over me
lances from the blackness of my eye
there's something in the white matter
someone in the white matter
that i cannot begin to understand
pulling on the magnet in my mind
there's something in the white matter
someone in the white matter
there's something in the white matter
someone in the white matter
there's something in the white matter
someone in the white matter