When you say it back in reverse Do you hear your own voice Or the Devil’s?
Sit down, keep your feet on the ground Keep your eyes on the clock hung on the wall Tongue against your teeth Cold air, it gets dark sooner now You knew that if we found out You sat with a cloud above your head The oak tree outside the window It bothered you how long the leaves stayed green Even though we insist It’s deciduous You wouldn’t wait for it To fall down
Honest health bred honest hands A dull circuit repeating Just the same your heart was settled A full subset depleting
Tried to walk down the shore Tried to swim overhead But the tide wouldn’t take us anywhere Tried to close both our eyes Tried to focus to divert Our senses so it would sound better this time
When you scream it out As hard as you can Do you feel your own chest Heave beneath you?
An ironed shirt And I studied all night It came time to recite And I couldn’t stand still We fall down
We suck young blood Our deceptive cadence And we raised it well But we couldn’t name it And when it finally went to sleep It just went to sleep
Leaning up against the open door It’s all empty now, we moved it out And our reluctance to shut it once more And leave it shut, and leave it, we left it And the swollen boards rose up from the floor And tripped you when you tried to walk away
Stop blaming yourself It means well, but we can never give it back
We can reach the ladder to climb back down, take it step by step, Or we can reach the precipice but we don’t know which is the better one
The ache, the toll, the loss, the secret, The choke, the flinch, the cast, the scar, The steps, the porch, the flowers, the time bomb, The sound logic not to, the urges that got through, The lines in our palms and the lines in our foreheads, What we let go last time so this time we’d save it, Resisting motion and holding to slow it Did we miss the last bus or is one still coming? I think it’s coming