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Fluttering eye lids against damp bed sheets
When I breathe in you exhale with a murmur
It means your absence it means a sickness stirring
Like timid ghosts from the rafters of a sunken boat house

It means black ships
And fistfuls of hair
It means a feverish daughter
Clawing for a blanket that just isn’t there
It means your breath
Haunting the corners of a mirror
In the oil soaked frame
Of our sorry dwelling we held so dear

And if i were to bury my head
In the cold sea
Beneath the driftwood and brine
Would you be waiting
Like a stone mill
In a white field
Stale loaves and draws full of ash

And when you breathe in
The world is held together by patchwork and loose bits of fishing line
And when you exhale
I am coming up for air and rowing home for the first time

Oh crow oh Yule how you’ve waned my dear
The bats return to rouse in your silvered hollow
And there is a hum and a whirring
And a loneliness in your footprints from our sill
To where I dare not follow
And there are bones beneath the floorboards
And thorns in the doorway
And in the attic a potters wheel unbound
But here beneath the blankets
Before all, after the great war
Your eyes close and I breathe out

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Ava Marie Poultney, Vermont

5 piece Indie from central//western Vermont. Collections of songs constructed from the memorable remnants of reoccurring dreams, and early childhood.

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