Up You Go, Little Smoke - Tasseomancy

Go to sleep, my little pink-eyed daughter

Hush now

All is sewn

My daughter

All that bleeds is wind and reeds

My daughter

Dreams of clouds opening clean

Drifting forth in fearless flight

Songs and sweet on you can hear them now

We pray for forgiveness

I only reap what my father sowed

Brother, sisters, we bowed

Every little bump under his flesh

Our backs are wilted like a rose

How was I to know we were only throwing stones

Once only Romy and I traveled to find my heart

Beating rough, as the earth’s glass mountain

Like maggots, they poured from the dog oh how

Bright lavas poured from the other one

Bright lavas poured from the other one

Hold now, I see through the foliage

A smoke that is homesick and wrong

I know there’s songs in the college

Bright lavas poured, from the other one

Bright lavas poured, from the other one

Hide behind the bookshelves

Hide with all your might

Might you

Sit between the veils

And transcend into light