Phyllis

Phyllis, before you were dead
I'd hoped you'd see some thread tightly connecting it all
The cosmos unfold

Is there light? Does it shine brightly?
Forming a beacon, exposing hope for us now?

You said, "Nitsa's a beautiful girl"
Hooray for the living
Boo that my back is so sore
Curse when I'm gone

If there's a light, not in gravestones
Go start a fire
Quickly, go burn what you find

Phyllis, before you were dead
You mumbled and sputtered
Exploding a body for us
Ancient, indeed

Shake the dead
Shake the dead
Wake them and tell them
Nothing has changed in this world