To Tundra

Meet me at

St. nicholas

Among the oaks

Behind the church

That sway like pig-tailed girls

As summer wind whistles

Around your bare-skin knees

And the forsythia leaves

In the shade

Lay with me

Tickled by

The feather reed

That's where the trees grow old

Under the ivy's hold

As you in my two arms

Equally safe from harm

And in a hazy day dream

Our bodies married the stream

And we grow down into pebbles and silt

The water ran from the fields

Until the oceans we filled

And found the sea-bed the comfiest quilt

There was more life in the weeds than in the few hundred seats

In rows from transept to chancel to nave

And when their anger had paused, i turned and answered their calls

With your just audience, i'm the applause

We take on the burden of all these sad-eyed children

With lilies bunched in our hands

We fake our concern and speak softly as the children

Tells wife to cancel her plans

Take a body to water, take a body to tundra

Just take me with you as well