Woven Nest
Daniel McLay
Oh, woven nest
Please keep my eggs from breaking
Held to my chest
I can't prevent their aching
Is this some test
To keep my hands from quaking?
Can't I just rest
Before the world starts waking?
My broken neck
Kept me at home last Sunday
On this ship wreck
There are no words left to pray
The land is dead
It can't support where I lay
But inside my head
I still see my children play
June 25th
The last blue sky that I saw
4th mortgage, 5th
Alcohol drips down his jaw
He built this house
And he worked his fingеrs raw
'Til some dormouse
Reportеd him to the law
That rocking chair
Always makes me forget things
My filthy hair
Still smells like flowers you'd bring
Not that I care
I don't want some diamond ring
Just something fair
To take away from the sting