Ruth/Learned In Space - The Wrens

Oh Ruth untie the boat

These kisses at your throat

Ask is Ruth in there

Safe grade school winter warm

Glue smell and tracing hands

Make leaves and more leaves

There is an infinite of burns

Finding David in the ferns

My stars it’s juarez Mexico

Seamless in Spanish pants

Just three years later

From underneath the sand

With roots and bugs in hand

She chews and listens

Happens heck as into hell

And a sex that calls to Christ to help

It’s an animal it’s a god

She moves through the well dressed dancing couples

Alone but not bothered by it

And totally involved with her fruit

No one asks her to dance even though it’s supposed to be her party

And the boysies find her total and slowish

Spinning past as the firsting finish last by done

1:30 and I’m hungry of noon and a luncheon of ruthie

1:50 as I’m dreaming a June and a garden of bursting

It’s 1950 over again where is my fresh diner daisy?

I’ve got a second land wife she is my something to give to them

I’ll bury her in the weeds it looks like a safe place to me

Wonder where I put my wings this time I’ve left them around

It’s breathing It’s scratching It’s my baby where am I going to

And stepping on the roof are the sexless and aged show girls

I find myself becoming aroused by white thigh girls with the know

Alive for now with others to spare bless my head

A few days ago I had vertigo seizure they’re taking my insides

I’m dying I may be calling out for the year

On an alien came a sign of what was

Everything I’ve ever learnt I learned in space