Answer night when she calls to you

See this white scar of perennial tissue

See the asphalt growing flower through a cracked tooth

When she calls to you, answer night

Answer night when she digs and howls

Like a bitch's ripped lungs bending chains and vowels

See the son left his razor in the guest house

So when she digs and howls, you'll know how to answer night

Answer night with flint or magnesium

By splitting open a strangled curtain

With bleach to chew through a forgotten stain

With blood the color of a retired radio station

Answer night when she lowers your head

See this furnace, see this spool of thread

You can count bruised leaves as you rake the storm from your bed

When she lowers your head, answer night

When she lowers your head, answer night