Boy cries dripping eyes like
leaky ceilings
sleep-lined face turned to me singing about
salvation
I don't know how to replace your breath
I know how to beat
your heart
My life's been saved, repaved
depraved, degraved dug up and spit out
and laid down in the dirt with the
flowers and worms
Boy if you cried I wouldn't lie
it would be alright
Sometimes we all need to be
rocked like we are
dying and new.
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