Foot Ox
Clarence
Where are the words?
There are no words
There is only hurt
And buried in the couch cushions
The material is all printed with flowers

And the body way to hide
And the body way to hide
And the body way to hide me

You overheard me spilling words
Onto the floor
Smiling through, some part removed
And the taut in-line around your body

And in the air in front
And in the air in front
And in the air in front of me

The heart will live
Around this room, you were born
And colored lines on the floor
And a locked door
Were you sent to protect me?

And the body way to hide
And the body way to hide
And the body way to hide me
And when you die
I'll be by your side
Just like I was with your sister