Electric Fence
Tim Rutili
lit a blue tip match off the white in your eye
it's apples and cigarettes on cold water drive
give your belly to the lions and your throat to all their babies
the power washer screams like a panther
your rope and scar and rabbit hearts
Jesus drains electric fences to fill you again
sailor's mouth and falling brail
don't fall away, don't fall away
you sleep like an angel with sparrows beneath your eyelids
wash it down in a fountain, lean into the kill
the mayflies all explode when they come to the coil at the driving range under blocks of fake light
a broken feel, electric fence
don't fall away, don't fall away