Julie

Is it gold? Is it snow? Is it all the debt I owe? That money buys on a clock On a silver studded bead That I wore back then When my head was thin And I sowed and I sowed All the ribbons on my coat Seventeen past a year Only breath could keep my heels On the street Thanking broad strong backs that built All the roads and mines That were left behind Digging coal, digging coal Used their bodies to feed their homes Picking at the meat dear You won’t break my wish I took my half Throwing out the seeds dear Hope this dirt will bind And grow a tree Saffron blows in the yard Getting tossed a tasseled toe Keep your hair tied to touch In a brown unfolding bun When it fell back down Did it leave your crown With the cloth that you bought That was eaten by the moths Calling out a wave dear Calling out a wave will be your grave This will last your life dear Ocean is a boy who wastes his day