THE CLUNY OUSEBURN_ APRIL 22
MY_ EYES HEAR MANY THINGS
MY_ EARS GIVE SPRING TO STEP
MY_ MOUTH JUST LISTENS FOR THE TRUTH
MY_ FLIGHT IS THAT OF NEXT
MY_ ARMS LIFT UP THE FASHIONS
MY_ KNEES OCCASION WEAK
MY_ EYES SPEAK ALL THE MANY THINGS
MY_ NOSE SITS UNDERNEATH
MY_ FINGERS GRASP THE LEDGES
MY_ CLINGING ON ALL TIGHT
MY_ EYES ARE SET ASUNDER
MY_ HEART SLIPS THROUGH THE NIGHT
MY_ EARS ARE TUNED FOR DARKNESS
MY_ ELBOWS SHARP AS KNIVES
MY_ FEET WALK FORWARD SIMPLY
MY_ MANY MANY LIVES
MY_ PATH THE HOPE ALREADY DRAWN
MY_ HEART IT SOMETIMES SINGS
MY_ EYES MY EARS MY MOUTH ALL TORN
MY_ EARS SEE MANY THINGS_