Go word by word and bring me back.
Put together your piece like
you'd assemble this beach,
pick a billion stones for the role,
one by one, and then hand fulls,
bring your billion words to the shoreline
right up to the water, wash the dirt
from the backs of soiled
words.
I want to watch you place them
to put stones in careful rows and then toss them up
fat flowers limp in the wind,
reserve is for the reckless when
it comes to these beaches.
Go ahead, stand up, i'll be here
pick your stones.
Go word by word and bring me back.
the story of each stone
ragged dresses for
your words
the story of each stone
reason to remain here
return here
the story of each stone
smeared on your hands
peer at your palms and read the beach to us,
I'll stand in the margin
in the tide
Put together your piece like
you'd assemble this beach.
Every stone you pick, a
thought
for the water.
Hold each stone to the moonlight, read
me the story you see
each word to the moonlight,
tell me of stones,
by the lakeside
one by one and then handfuls.
Put together your piece, go word by word to bring me back,
like you'd assemble this beach,
stone by stone, word by word,
one by one and then handfuls,
on into that listening tide.
Go word by word and bring me back.
Go word by word and bring me back.
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