As blue jays eat chips of paint
You keep drawing me
A high high need
An inside inward driving thing

It’s a bruise all it’s own
Left over from the fall
And a bruise all it’s own
Can’t be crushed so far

Just as it is, as dogs find home
You lasso my wrists
Keep dragging me on
To the kneeling bending moaning trysts

It’s a bruise all it’s own
Left over from the fall
And a bruise all it’s own
Can’t be crushed so far

Just in the way a bat knows the dark
This sad affair motors free
To kiss the cheek long and slow
For familiar gnawing reality

It’s a bruise all it’s own
Left over from the fall
And a bruise all it’s own
Can’t be crushed so far