The ship

Art and beauty haunts me
It tells me of a land where I came from
An island I was born on
It tells me of my home
And all I want to do
In these piercing, bloody, painful moments
Is jump on the first ship -
But I can't find one
I lie in torment
I lie writhing in pain

Remind me, oh blackbirds
Perching in a tree
Watching crawling insects
Watching me

Remind me, chirping dogs
Bouncing squirrels
Climbing vines
Slime trailing snails
Tell me winter, cold and dark
Tell me, springtime flowers hearts
Tell me autumn, summer blue
Fashion flesh and make me new
Tell me feet that carry me
'Cross ocean waters, wild and free
Tell me island stepping stones
That these sweet breaths are not my home

Come in whispers, shadows, lies
Tales and stories, lullabies
Come in reflections, make your nest
Glide to my shoulder, make your rest
Come towering mountain, make me low
Come shower the earth with lazy snow
Come shining moon, a frosty pearl
A dream of ancient dusty worlds
A peeled banana
A spinning wheel
Beyond the markets cold and steel
Coat of fresh paint
Plume of smoke
Greying hair an aged cloak
Bring me fire from the sun
A dying dream, a smoking gun
Watch every program on TV
Build admiration, plant a tree
Build every tower every sky
Has ever seen with watchful eye

Come word, be nameless, come like day
Come change this shape of this small clay
Come come deliver, make it right
Small newborn crying in the night
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