We grieve in our past homes
Hum it wakes you
In the sleep blue
Search, ramble, pray
Not a thought to cling to
Gone it travels in a non-responsive echo played
Upside down
Arrested heart on the floor
Folded arms and ballooning core
It's what you've left, kept as you wept
Let it out as a moan
Come and take it with you
Long before the sway of the ocean pressed our bare knees into wave forms
On computer screens long before we made more of stories than simple truths
Haunted home spill grace as solution, rest between leaves and through dream floors
Love incite our urn plea moss then corpse
Sleeping shore pressing lung bleeds as we mourn