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We All Fall Down

So it would seem it could be the way I have my hair
No, it's the men you list as your types
hence the birds are wearing themselves thin
collecting the best acorns from the ground
wretched tethered feathered weathered in a whirl

this is a brown papered world, today
and tomorrow you'll open the letter marked
I WANT YOU
and rip me apart, rip it
because this is the pattern of things
you say, she says, he does, she does
we all fall down

in the men of acorns the way is hair
and themselves is a bird of collecting lists,
some types are wretched, from the ground
to their feathers and tethers
and wanting you, oh yes

posted by Cathy @ 2:12 PM