he kissed her once as she leaned on the
windowsill
she'll never love him but knows that her father
will
her fallen fruit is all rotten in the middle but
her
breast never dries when he's hungry
the money came and she died in her rocking
chair
the window wide and the rain in her braided
hair
a letter locked in the pattern of her knuckle
like a hymn to the house she was making
blind and whistling just around the corner and
there's a
wind that is whispering something
strong as hell but my hickory root there
she kissed him once cause he gave her a
cigarette
and turned around but he waits like a turned down
bed
and summer left like her walking with another and
a
sound of a church bell ringing
the money came and he died like a butterfly
a buried star and the haze of the city lights
a gun went off and her mother dropped her baby on
the
blue feathered wing - we were lucky
blind and whistling just around the corner and
there's a
wind that is whispering something
strong as hell but my hickory root there
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