Out of a Black Cloud Came a Bird

My law insists The door is open to reflect the precise moment There is no mistake Shed this skin It is already buried But you carry the shadow Bury this skin You'll carry Someone so far Show them You are free They are called out in remnant The spirit

I sit dumb And I wait to be worked out upon I steal sweets from kids And I pretend that it wasn't his Same time I escape the rope So I put it back about my throat Blunt, cold, hard hit On angels feet beneath I slip Blunt, cold, hard hit On angels fee

A shark came by today I kept that shark at bay Optic nerve gone astray Leaving us gyroscopic In a confused, compelling sea I gripped his arm and he held onto me I carry with me your care Bejewelled broken comb Caught in mermaid tangled hair In darkes

I have a pen, she said But it's broke, it's bereft Without its hand I don't understand I don't understand I'm given in to the deluge of age Shit off a shovel and shit by the spade Where does the colour go When the flowers grow old? In my darkest hour