A: I Wasn't Made to Swallow the Tide

Dear heart frozen in my so new-knotted chest You didn't go astray Good night moon Howling naked dogs It's constant cycle A pilled-up minaret Says to the rains I'll touch your eyes Crooked one At last I found you darling sky And in spite of the rotting snows Coming in You showed me how the stars could kill How they leaped out from the storms You showed me how the stars could kill A roster of blades is coming in on the tide On the tide, swallowing I don't know what it wants to hear And as to the wild Good night moon All eyes are burdensome to tie Don't know what it once cured A rock man made is growing a tongue That no one wants to hear