02. through a green so proudly

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Hello don't I know you
From the hills where once
I couched my blast?
Were those yr crisp eyes
that helped me t let go?

Was it u do u remember now?
The weight of the green spell
And The night it split
The hills were hungry
And a lucid wind did blow

Oh the love That did tip over
Oh when I was lost in the clover
Do u recall?
It was through a green so proudly
Yet a green so troubled in mind?

Those green hills all so distant now
Where u could almost hear
the summer drool
I was so proud then
Yet so scared of the proof

I can hardly remember now
How the roses
They raised me as their kin
And that cruel October
When My love ran so thin

Oh the rock bottom it’s not over
Oh but At least I am no poser
And Do u recall?
It was through a green so proudly
Yet a green so troubled in mind?

The green it was so ruthless
I don’t know how we made it out alive
Another season
And We woulda been fried

But don’t u look back too keenly now
Don’t u know that the past has
Such greedy hands?
Let’s have a drink now
Complements of the damned

Oh how I wish that Had been kinder
Oh i wish I listened like a spider
And Do u recall?
It was through a green so proudly
Yet a green so troubled in mind?

It was through a green so proudly
So troubled in mind
But so sure to the touch
I built you a bath on my breast

All my best lies went uncounted

How I wish now
I could be listed carelessly
Like the folk names of flowers
On scrap paper

When my skill was in sorrow
I knitted the pangs so closely

But now that you have undone them
What cherished rot can claim us now?

Mistake me for the unfolding
And I thank you
I mean it

Thank you
I miss you in the fields tonight

You don’t know what misery exists here
In this world of possible things

Where the bread of the wanting
Is so haphazardly sliced

I didn’t notice
Where we had fallen out of love

Black-Eyed-Susans
Plucked so proudly
But the unfolding it just happens

Don’t you wanna knowhow the corn grows?
And it always rhymes?
And the night’s smart hand
It never falters?

I meant it when I forgot your name
You never give me credit for that

How I wish now
You would interrupt my
Rehearsed confessionals
With your incessant and careless
Plant identifications

I am mostly like the questions now
And one taste unproved

It’s better this way

With our hands undetermined
And weightless

The night
Oh what a tangle of scope?
And why
we won’t ask why
It is sliced so thin

Oh how it is well through a green so
Touchingly unwound
The green most unwanted
That we are best proved

Like an accident

Like a fool
I am proud of only one taste

The fields tonight are so sloppy
With the memories
Like landlords they come with their
Careless rakes

I am sore at the memories
Cause I am too much like them
And the final green

Don’t bring up the final green now please
Not now

Please
I am too sleepily drawn
And I am big and dumb
Like how water is

And I float just like Sweet-Williams
Concise and prideful

I built a dawn for you on my breast
And still I draw it

But my symbolism is wily
And I will not touch it

When my proofs were measured in
Tidy miseries
I resented them all so sweetly

But now that the risk cranes over
At the memory of your milkwarm feet
I don’t dream in simple colors no more no

My gaze is too well paced and petty
with intent
And there are still so many easy things
I just won’t unsee

Black-Eyed-Susans
Who’s aloof now, huh?

Hatch me like the simple pleasures claim
No simple drug could touch it now

When my skill was in failure
I feared my heart so well

But when you proved so many
Prized distances blasé
It was too much

But I will thank you for the fear
And I will not take it back

I loved you cause i didn’t have to
And your hands
Still technically unexplained
Like the folk names of flowers

And still so inseparable from
This green

so squarely swollen

Just once I’d like to claim an unlearning
That I can resemble

No
Please don’t draw me now

Please
Don’t thank me in the liner notes

Of all the things I’m afraid of
You know the best ones

Of all the things I didn’t say
You know the ones that we feared best
And in the dead of night you know
When the clutch of memory
Contains me
I can stand by that

There are so many things I’m not proud of

Once I was proud of you

Maybe it wasn’t right
The way I defined myself by your touch
but wasn’t it good then
Just once
to be shaped?

We both know how much
The mirror carves off

It is a simpler thing we both fear now

But I am not afraid to see you now
No I am not afraid to be your friend

Women in the distance
With your hair
And your bearing
I often imagine are you

Older and slightly overweight

And I rehearse a narrative
That would be good for you to hear

I don’t know
Is that ok?

I guess I just wish that
When the morning hits
With its cruel weight

That the first thing you think of is
The smallness of the green

Don’t be stupid
Like how the memories are

Don’t play it safe
Like how I did

You know I would cook you breakfast
Just one last time
But some things are not so easy

Let’s not kid ourselves
The only thing either of us have ever loved
Is that crushing green weight

Lucky for us
The heart is a deeply flawed thing
And it is so patient

I once built you a small career here
Upon my breast

And didnt you hate me then?

If I was only half right
And at the time
I meant it as a joke

Like a single like of bread
It hardly weighed anything at all

And if you ever come back this way
And by some chance you spot me
in the seafood section

Acting pleasant
To the fishmonger
as he weighs my flounder

Or in the corner of some bar
Doing my best to make my aging hands
Seem somehow able and sensitive

Just tell yr friends that you’re tired
And you’ll see them back at the hotel

Haven’t we been through enough already?
What do we really have left to say?

Please
Just go down to the river
Where the green from nowhere
It still haunts

And if you have anything left for me
Don’t apologize to the river

It won’t know what you’re talking about
Like the folk names of flowers
Your pain will seem childish and obscure

And like through a green so proudly
Yet always too soon
In arriving

You just take out your bread
And you do me one last favor OK?
Just let it float downstream

Don’t save a slice for me

Don’t you bother saving a single slice for me

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from ixnay on the entilslay, released March 21, 2020

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