where low waters sing is an animal king whose anxious heart quiets itself away from the cruelty of love
tracing contour lines tracking black into white running silent and on all fours i climb to the side of your soft shores
and cache away a diving bird in a shallow grave a coin to close the lid the toll you took i hid a heart that’s spent can still be saved
i’m on my knees airships pass over me when did it become me against them shovels scraping the roof of the den i held your head yeah i stayed with the dead i imagined our final stand will it make me a better man
have no fear the portal’s core is cold and clear and this end opens wide amid the fireflies where i first dried your frightened tears
it’s okay a single arrow can bend and break
but a diving bird is nothing but a blur wild music in its wake