My dog is hunting rabbits in the yard

Casey's at home, watching TV

I step in, do what I can

He doesn't care, just wants to watch them

Flea says no, the word's despair

He gathers, folds, takes a leak, dim

Light depresses, dusts the top and

Sits with April as she unfolds her

Knees, Sibylle calls, like no one's home

Her mouth tears open, sigh, breathe, and

There, I saw a lonely doe

Suz wakes up, gets dressed and leaves

It looks like hunger, this tableau

Birds descending on piles of feet in

Living rooms, they're born again to

Men like ghosts attached to

Teeth, the words sting in passing

More or less

What's left to find for

You anymore

What's left to find that

You don't see

I'd give truth to your life

What's left to find that

You don't see

When I could

I'd try

To speak to you clearly

I paled against so many

Denials every day

"I wanna die"

You took your life

As if what's broken

Laid inside

I couldn't help it

I tried

So what

"So what if wood learns she's made a violin?"

Where trust and love fail

Fear makes a map

You followed it