Hunter

I'm dull and my old clothes are drenched

I'm pale and my weeping skin is aged

There's a final bounce for mystery

There's a tribal dance that failed

I ask that now my old love blinks

As I want to think in the dark

I ask that now my sold heart winks

As I can't force a dead dog to bark

Folding form petite

Holding swarm repeat

Painted like sunlight and sea

Handled like freedoms last plea

Mane like mercury death

Body like blending fresh breath

Eyes like skies over hills

Lips like gallery stills

An ice crush thats frozen for long

A harp and a violin song

Measure and joined to the slum

Cherries and apples and plums

Pomegranate poppy and pear

Punched and juiced and spare

Now is the stout and smoke heart

Now is the cactus cracked part

Now is the begging beginning

Now is the start and the sinning

Glance rubble in glass and don't ask

Pour plaster and form a thick mask

Hide hell and heaven in silence

Hide agony and fear with violence

Hunter