carolin'

they threw rocks at the windows during the nighttime. nothing could be seen.
just the shattering of glass as rocks piled inside.
some of course hit the shutters and fell to the ground.
you just sort of stood there, not really caring, or noticing, I don't know which.

wolf

a severed wolf's head still can bite
im glad you were born
(happy birthday Sevens)

remember

my hand is warm in hers

scattered

scattered like tomatoes across the land
i lament
has our savior come
for our savior has come