In shocking white
Too light for light
More like heaven
Angel food rot
Came from the earth
Inside the earth
Jag of hurt time
Head revolving
Kindling for the master
I was shot for meat
Left alone with a crow
Got into watercolors and you never saw me again
But I plan to return
And with verbs I ll attack
I ll trip, I ll maim, I ll leave you with no skin on your back
Kindling for the master
Everybody s got a heart to sink
I m the leech who can preach
They call me sinister joe
I got the sweltering heat
Of summer Ohio
If I m little erratic,
You must give me some space
To let me spin it and out and
Up and through your face
You must learn, or you will burn