Hollow

hollow me out

clean on every side

for a story line

i must tell

follow the trail

i have left on the way

nothing more to say

for myself

bottle up the sounds of slowing moving water

of pigeons when they coo and flutter

church bells tolling the time of the day

and someone telling someone to stay

halt my step

when i move to fast

walking blindly past

night into day

swaying up high

bodies caught in the sky

and with no reason why

we're falling down

bottle up sounds of slowing moving water

of pigeons when they coo and flutter

church bells tolling the time of the day

and someone telling someone to stay

to bottle up sounds of slowing moving water

of pigeons when they coo and flutter

church bells tolling the time of the day

and someone telling someone to stay