Five La Dispute

Sure, I know that you are tired of hearing about it, but
Most repeat the same theme over and over again, it’s
As if they were trying to refine what seems so strange
And off and important to them, it’s done by everybody
Because each must work out what is before them
Over and over again because
That is their personal tiny miracle

Like now as like before and before I have been listening to symphony after
Symphony from this radio

Makes me realize that certain people now long dead were able to
Transgress graveyards

And traps and cages and bones and limbs

In tiny rented rooms I was struck by miracles

The flesh covers the bone
And they put a mind
In there and
Sometimes a soul
And the women break
Vases against the walls
And the men (they) drink too
Much
And nobody finds the
One
But keep
Looking
Crawling in and out
Of beds
Flesh covers
The bone and the
Flesh searches
For more than
Flesh