Bandages

it will come around but everything is now i know everything is right now

and the loneliness is a lot the nothing weighs a ton i mean the nothing weighs a fucking ton

that half of the bed empty like a page all the cursive claims you’ve yet to make

all the promising lines bending like her spine oh the whiteness that your pen could write

if you get these bandages off you can stand, you can walk leave these towels and gauze you’ll get up, you’ll get out into the sun

that’s where we belong we’ve been abed too long all our weaknesses are growing strong

but the winter always ends with water on your lips the april rain comes swinging in

get these bandages off let me stand, let me walk leave these towels and gauze let me up, let me out into the sun

cause come she will oh come she will

she comes oh she comes son she comes…