You Don't Need Paroles

and it heaves once
and then it sighs once
and then there's nothing more

so I walk on through the marshes
and my cheeks are burning white
and my hood is your rejection
and my pain is your connection
and a bird I don't recall
called don't recall
called don't recall
and I know you must be there
because people stop to talk to you

you don't need...

and the wind howls cross the ice floes
and the frozen furrows quicken
as I stumble to the tundra
and the tundra is my lover and hold it long enough
will the snow pull me back through?

and it's Beddgelert and frozen dirt
the snow a soothing, smoothing, soothing hand

you don't need....

so I ate a star from the far back, black sky
and it floated up behind one eye and wavered there...