Into The Bone

TILT YOUR HEAD AND PAINT
A FACE OF A LOT OF
THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS YOU’VE HAD
TEMPLE TO TEMPLE
WE’RE STUCK ON FIRST BASE
SOME SAY SOME DO
CONVOLUTED LOVE
ERUPTING INSIDE
THE NUCLEUS MOTHER OF YOUR CELL
THE SKY IS POWDERBLUE
SHOULD OF KNOWN THERE’S
NO CARRY ON TO WHERE WE’RE HEADING
INTO THE BONE AND THEN INTO THE SUN