to remember the feeling of dirt and dance
i crawled into your farmer hands
your unsheltered earthworm romance
before the war and corn in cans
to remember the smell of swollen rain
i bottled up your december pain
then set it in the window's frame
til it was set free again
to remember the freedom of an unshoed foot
i came and found your flat tar roof
a fist full of banjo, a line well put
caked in my ears like a chimney seeps suit
you gave me medicine
you understood
the faces in the corner
the rotting of wood
you gave me your medicine
you knew i could
in the sea of madness
deliver my good
