调：F major
Verse 1
his waistband,
thumbs hooked in belt loops carelessly,
gently steering from the hip,
winding through the canopy.
Soft shoulders and swatting pines,
the canopy closes in,
chain kicks slack and useless,
tires carve crescents
in the grass.
Verse 2
to know for sure
G
Interlude 1
Verse 3
backs of motorbikes,
whirring through tunnels
into the prickly light,
past the lava fields,
through the lemon groves,
bare legs kicked out from the sting
of chrome?
Haven't I seen you on the backs
head tucked just inside the roar,
in the stillness between
his shoulder blades?"
...hold this hollow so dear
just like the ones before.
Verse 4
by the swollen sea...
these boys, so familiar;
these boys, so slippery.
Verse 5
D
Verse 6
You have fallen to sleeping
in this brindled light,
freckles in blooms cascading
from pink shoulders into the white...
the down below,
the untouched touched,
Verse 7
these pattered down places, a mess.
knuckle to your lips,
waiting for the rise to fall,
the fallen to rise.
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