Out on the last train
Looking for it without betray
I smell devotion
As I lick closed the envelope
Out in the street
There's a woman
With her hands held above her head
I ask
Can you speak to birds
And
See how the trees are
Pushing against me
So I
Run
With her
I swear I see
Her freckles thrown back at me
With the moon splitting into three
With a
Piece for
You and her and me
And I just
Lie and I lie and I lie and I lie
And I lugworm luffing longbow limping
Legwork you laid off lowball linking lumber
Lacking luck tucked lazy lullaby
Out on the wide porch
Soaking up words in between you clearing throats
I ask can you speak to the birds
And
See how the trees
Are
Pushing against me
So I run
With her
