Southeast Window - Kat Terran

Southeast Window Lyrics

Small backyard with crib like fences
Vines reach tall white tacks are rusted
Calico and taproots stretching
Red roof worm painted ages ago
I look out from my bedroom each day
Through a southeast window
It's here I strain to see
The farthest places
Down an alley that leads to a city eclipsing
My quiet corner of weeds my tiny fortress
10 glass jars with cellophane lids
Chief of moths with baby's breath
Blue bell pods rosemary stash
Green leaved plant strawberry scented
A vesper said to raise a dawn
From ranging calm furiously resting
Words read allowed to race ahead
Crash to a halt

Settle in my hands
And gravel walkway brick wall's crushed
Wolf spider nesting
Dandelions drift here often
No more no less in a fenced in garden
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Lyrics submitted by Gabriel Z.