is it because of the art


sleeping bags out on the lawn

cancer and rot and golden flowers

pillows for people


you hold all the secrets


we lay down next to you

to tell you how precious


you slept in your car and you went crazy

shooting beams of light from your fingers


what makes you want to wreck yourself


like when you tried to sleepwalk

slipping through storm drains

and wallowing in broken culverts


your ladder was on the wrong wall

but my body has been breathing


and tomorrow we will be older

some key will be served up

when you put on your morning jacket


it was jesus why



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