Take from all the flowers
All the ways of running down
All the manners in which they proclaim
Follow all the wire to its genesis
Skin
Take from all the dongs
That sticking by the heel
All the manners they proclaim
Follow the exhaust back through the gears
All the way back to the coal
Bone
Row, row, row, row back to the boathouse
There's a fathom I can't fathom way out there
Take from all the fish
The photos of their past
All those manners they proclaim
Follow the spire to the pool of blood
An abstraction or refraction of a birth
Man
All the manners in which we proclaim
"The meek shall inherit the earth"
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