For Christen, good-bye
Lulled against angel’s breast
A dream to sweep it clean
The cannibals coming there’s never no rest.
She called, “I’m getting better, no more big mess”
Back to sleep all so tarlike
Lulled against angel’s breast.
The groceries papers and life to do
With maternal desire alight
The cannibals coming there’s never no rest.
Life leaving – water flowing
Asleep in the nightmares
Lulled against angel’s breast.
The ancestors waving thru a hole in the darkness
Still trying still trying still trying
The cannibals coming there’s never no rest.
Finally, sleep comes and I know it is best
Will they ever know how I love them?
Lulled against angel’s breast
The cannibals came and now finally there’s rest.
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