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Moon Blue (OurVinyl Sessions)

I watched two woodpeckers chase you
Round and round an old pine tree
Dust covered lungs and dry skin
Meet the calling of a moon colored sink
Always awake
Always one foot out the door
The ghosts are out once more
Bright colored prisms are beaming
On the wood floor your grandfather made
What was the year he replaced them?
The squeaky floors
They answer unashamed
Always up late
It’s twenty hours home
But it’s a better drive alone
I lay beneath hauntd ceilings
And I don’t know how but
I’m lacking certainty
What lives with in
Has been burning
Lik the burning of some holy inquiry
Moon blue
Old ways
The woods too wet to burn
I’ll let Summer have its turn
It’s August now