The Sky Exhaled
Luke De-Sciscio
Even the sky exhaled
Ruffling wisteria
Reeving those routes streets tailored
Through the valley yawns a ballet
I too long to tether
Warden of my feather
In your syrupy sky
In the wild of a calf's eye
Oil of a bird
What windows to these fine curtains
Could fire these same curtains draw
In calf marble eye fire
This curtain my saviour
Pours in your syrup
Like the edge of a table
Even the sky
I'll be leave you box room baby
Carry my heart to the storm
Candles dance in grey and black
Lick whiter the wall
In my bleaching wings that shiver
Carob husk and soul deliver
Fibre from fibre claw
In set your step right there in front of the mall
And the cattle will caw
The sky will drop like a moment begun
And the cattle will caw
The sky will drop like a moment begun
Room upon room by aching breast
Beds made unmade in the sweat I laid over them
What windows to these fine curtains
Could fire these same curtains draw
In calf marble eye fire
This curtain my saviour
Pours in your syrup
Like the edge of a table
Even the sky exhaled