running the loping

i lay on the bed in the dark

laughing at things i think of

getting off on the pornography of my past

lighting matches and dropping them

into a wet glass

it's summer now and it's hot

and the sweat pours out

and the air is the same as my body

and i breathe my body inside out

with sunlight around my skin turns brown

and you wouldn't know me from your pa

or adam or allah

but i haven't changed

no i haven't changed

day is all that resolves

all we need is here on earth

about every other day

scratchmarks on my knees since i've been running

the bramble lee

when i'd much rather be wanting to be

running the loping

peace on your hand

don't be silly

but peace on my body

when tired and beaten

all we need is here on earth

about every other day

oh to live in the country

with a chicken and those other things

where the hills loping

where the dress and the hair in the river

undulating

to take a wife and no paper

never again to wonder

did that rapper rape her

all we need is here on earth

about every other day