everything that lives moves . . .

everything that lives moves . . .

Tuesday, July 3, 2018

Tom Waits
Source: Dannyclinch.com

WHO ARE YOU THIS TIME

After Tom Waits


I’m your red house wondering why
Until I heard your song again
Lost for a thousand years before we met
Rilke said, “everything is gestation and then bringing forth.”
Cold to the start before you
Never knowing such grace
Until you fed me blood wine
Now I know who I am
An old star reborn from ice

I live in darkness
In this place of moonglow
Dancing on dust covered roses
But without night there would be no day
As a deer I watch the moon travel to you yesterday
The only time I’ll admit

I built a time machine
Not to know which horse won
But to play on your rusty swing set
Outside of dreams
A little more time on earth
With you



Tom Waits, “Who Are You”: 

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