I am dice

Don’t let it pour in

Keep it movin’

Keep it movin’

For in the center of the water tower

There can be a reservoir of sad times

And a suitcase filled with diamonds

And a suitcase filled with coal

It just all comes down to stirring the water

So keep it movin’

Just keep it movin’

Keep me always ready to roll

Closing the blinds

That’s what it’s like

Not a single thing is bad

Not a single person unforgiven

Not a minute to dread

Or a conversation to fear

But only and simply

The color of chocolate bloom

In a steady cascade

All over the place

With a single chair

In the middle of the room

And nothing else

I don’t always like sage

The one thing

That means the whole thing

To so many

And I don’t wear cowboy hats

And I don’t say

He’s risen indeed

‘Cause my holiday

Is a hurricane

Ain’t nothin’ ever – never been the same

Yeah my holiday

Is a dreary day

Ain’t nothing ever been the same

Anyway

I don’t always fear riptides

Not like I should

That’s for sure

And I don’t, no I don’t whistle anymore

For tithers or healers

Or pearls

‘Cause my holiday

Is a hurricane

Ain’t nothin’ ever – never been the same

Yeah my holiday

Is a dreary day

Ain’t nothing ever been the same

Anyway

Sort through your own things, Baby

And find my body

At the end

Of the lake

Done turned around a whole lot lately

At the end of the day

It’s the end of the day

‘Cause my holiday

Is a hurricane

Ain’t nothin’ ever – never been the same

Yeah my holiday

Is a dreary day

Ain’t nothing ever been the same

Anyway

Waiting for it

And I’m patient

I know it’s coming

And I haven’t been

This hopeful in a long time

Though they had teeth

Though they bit

Though they prance about still

Though they are their own gravity

It’s a bright new day – a better day

Waiting for it

And I’m ready

I am loving life

Here there is a steadiness

Though they had teeth

Though they bit

Though they prance about still

Though they are their own gravity

It’s a bright new day – a better day

Waiting for it

Left the station

No need to look back

We did just as we were told

Though they had teeth

Though they bit

Though they prance about still

Though they are their own gravity

It’s a bright new day – a better day

It’s a bright new day – a better day

But it is

On the bone

From the marrow to the break

Through and through and through, stable

And it is

All the time

I know that you don’t see it

Through and through and through, stable

But I dress up and undress down

It is in the water – It is in the light

For I cannot escape or run

It is in the water – It is in the daylight

Now it is

On the bone

It has been and it will be

Through and through and through, stable

So it is

All the time

I cannot change the dressing

Through and through and through, stable

Still I dress up and undress down

It is in the water – It is in the daylight

Roll away – Yes, roll away now

It is in the water – It is in the daylight

I don’t turn to you

Because

You gave me something that makes me good

And so I lean on that

I don’t turn to you

Because

I see all the ways out all at once

And forget your paths

I don’t turn to you

Because

I see all the colors and all the numbers

More quickly than I see the altar

I don’t turn to you

Because

I really believe you’ll just be there

I just really believe you’ll be there

I don’t turn to you

Because

Saul needs to die again and again

In order for you to be king

I’d like to live on side one of the hexagon

It seems right – feels small enough

It seems right – for non-climbers

And if the wood splinters that much

Where no amount of sanding will help

Then why keep picking it apart

Let it be a stick if it wants to be a stick

Let it be drift off into the long ocean

Yeah, I’d like to live on side one

The expanse would only be a fan

I know – that’s all it could ever be

Cause wildfires are wildfires

Are wildfires, are bees

Only know how to burn

Only know how to sting

I think we’ll call them dying days

And plant a tree or a flower or something

Something to commemorate what was, what is

And what will be will be crammed with new life

Filled full with new life and wonder

A smile a minute a day, and grins

Just a six-point star clutching swinging hands

I can feel atonement bubblin’ up

With a giggle and a spot of glee

Yes, giggles announce the glee

The coming of the glee

It’s like a sequoia

Tall – wide – wide and tall

It’s like a amphicoelia

The largest of the age-old large

It’s quite like a titanoboa

Like the relative but so much bigger

It’s quite like jackfruit

Bumpy – rough – smelly

It’s something like a argentavis

Rat-eater – Rat-eater – Rat-eater

It’s something like paradise cave

With it’s big ‘ole chamber

It’s almost exactly like the rafflesia

Is that rotting flesh?

It’s almost exactly like the Irish elk

Can’t move through dense branches

It’s pretty much like the armillaria ostoyae

Mostly hidden underground

It’s pretty much like the merostomes

With the bod of an arthropod

It’s truly like the great barrier reef

Made by the living – on and on

It’s truly like the giant short-faced bear

Gigantic carnivore

It’s sure like a gigantopithecus

No conclusions – rare remains

It’s sure like a quetzalcoatl

Fly fly away, big bird

It’s proudly like a blue whale

A sheer joy to see

It’s proudly like a sarcosuchus

Oh, it’s big

Each piece is an artifice

Remembered suitably

Each snug corner

Not remembered away

I’m dying here

My hours consist of swallows

And swallows and swallows

Making air-holes

Down deep in a vacuum

And I’m dying here

Exploitative sweet church mouse

Thrice blind: then – today – next

Oh magistrate

Make the call – flip the switch

And yes, I’m dying here