arms spread way out,
head down, head up--the line toed.
tearing screams and yelps...
bloodied moon and dry land,
the fine lines of this phenomenal
world cut like clenched teeth.
chanting pregnant clouds.
tongue's ties to thirst, opening land and
pounding drum...creature crawl
birds of prey drawing large blue
eyes that will not blink when their
rain the dance, dance the rain...down,
i had such visions of water girl, now i
want to drink your mouth.
*Florence + The Machine- What The Water Gave Me