Tractor - Rachel Sermanni

You’ll never please them

For god sake, Jesus had to leave them

All the people you have known

Will not want to know you’ve grown

And that will scare them

Into living, into waking up alone

We never saw them

But we need no witnesses to know what’s wrong

All the people gather round

When dirt is found

This is dirt we stand upon

This is living, this is waking up alone

If you choose, you can paint your own truth

But the color won’t stay, it will fade away

To the naked lie

All this living, you’ve been sleeping all the time

My heroes

Cut them up, pin them to the wall

All the people, the people, condemned, right before I rest

This sleep is when I find one fine face to pin above

All this living just to lie down and love