This my
excavation and today
is kumran
Everything that happens is from now on
This is
pouring rain
This
is paralyzed
I keep
throwing it
down two-hundred at a time
It's hard to
find it
when you knew it
When your
money's gone
And
you're drunk
as hell
On your back with your
racks as the
stacks as your load
In the back and the racks
and the stacks
are your load
In the back with your
racks and you're
un-stacking your load
I've twisting
to the sun
I needed to replace
The fountain
in the
front yard is rusted out
All my love
was down
In a
frozen ground
There's a black crow sitting across from me; his wiry legs are crossed
And he's
dangling my keys
he even fakes a toss
Whatever
could it be
That has
brought me to this loss?
On your back with your
racks as the
stacks as your load
In the back and the racks
and the stacks
are your load
In the back with your
racks and you're
un-stacking your load
This is not
the sound of a
new man or
crispy realization
It's the sound
of the
unlocking and the lift away
Your love
will be