Silent thunder
Christian death
My bed is the garden where voices all meet
Hands skim through the water beneath my pillow
Stones like rain wash away the hours
The hands on my clock, sex, wilted flowers
Hands skim through the water beneath my pillow
Stones like rain wash away the hours
The hands on my clock, sex, wilted flowers
Silent Thunder pries me to sleep
Falling the edge so steep
And if my eyes shy from the morning
My lips will taste of unripened fruit
Words without a language call from the past
The future was the day before the last
Silent Thunder pries me to sleep
Falling the edge so steep
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