Trout Silk - Califone

Dissection wise

Half onion stone

Stuff your mattress

Loose dog loose

Waking to a pirate’s breath

Hot and sour on the nape of your neck

Calls you by your mother’s name

Trout belly silk, a brace of shakes

Tell your man my hands are itching

Lose your shame, see it slow

Two lane cyclone red

Let your backbone ease

Let your hands forget