I Saw a Hill

Too many flies
In this town
Begging for help
Wanting a poem, a revelation
A thousand confidences
To a thousand people

A confidence to me, for me
The discovery of the mystery
Of words
Of the meaning of

I saw a hill
I climbed up there
You didn’t care (you, you, you)
Her feet were bare

I saw a hill
I climbed up there
You didn’t care (you, you, you)
Her feet were bare

Wanting this, wanting that
But a feeling keeps reappearing
Losing the meaning of my own words
Forgetting the images that gave them birth
Born, but buried unwillingly

My skin is open
And your blood falls
Through the cracks which let you breathe
From the strength which is your core

Protect me from this rain
But let me be your coat
Protect me from this rain
But let me be your coat