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Engine's Gonna Sing

from Engine's Gonna Sing by Call Hollow

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The way you were regarded by the ones who came along
and pressed their flagellating limbs into your jaw
has left elegantly hardened, tight and all clenched up in balls
the spots in you with which I'm most enthralled.

You come up from the river with
your phantom skin, all kittenish,
all cabernet and skeletons and chatterboxing skittishness.

There's a jackknifed rig pulling up from the bridge.
It's too dark for dark but the hum is falling in.
(I'm used to the brightness like I'm used to tinnitus:
acclimated, if not at ease, aware of lacking frequencies.)
It's too dark for dark but the engine's gonna sing
these sailors wild.

There are things living in the water
we mistake for the water's color.

I'mma gather my limbs and drag our bed to the curb,
pull the canopy down until the light breaks through,
let a firetruck choir bring your organs to a stir—
I don't want to be what wakes you.

There are things living in the water
we mistake for the water's color.

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from Engine's Gonna Sing, released May 4, 2006

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