Soak my sleeves when /The grass blades sweep
Wandering secret floods / A pre dawn journey
Let's meet under devotions dirty hood / In the devil's hour till dawn
Leave the sheets unclean and unseen.
Warming windows, dust in the sky / A careful eye attends to devious crimes
Guilty and dry / Wash it away, morning prayer
Clean , Clean, Clean.
Remember what my dad said / About lack of faith
Old leaves grown over / Our tendons locked in shiny frames
Plead to me it will be over easy.
-marina
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