you want for maleness
while i just want
for peopleness. we're
neither. i want
for dogs' eyes,
third prize,
a fast mist at night
or the lonely light
laid down
from open windows.
thrown sleeping
to the street,
complete,
discursive and brainless,
highlit and neat.
(oh lover
hold thy tongue.)
--
you want for maleness
i want for peopleness
we're neither
yeah we're neither
i want for dogs' eyes
third prize
oh brother don't believe her
yeah don't believe her
a fast mist
at night
a lonely light
laid down
from open windows
thrown sleeping
to the street,
complete,
where ever you will find me
brother you will find me