Thursday, May 12, 2005

This is the water of life
Water, you see is the enemy of houses.
I baptize you in the name of the Father,
The wood just sucks it up, up there in the wall.
and in the Son,
The wood falls apart, bugs get in...
and in the Holy Spirit.
Look there, see, there's nothing holding up that wall.
Nothing but rotten splinters of nothing.

A house is nothing more than dead wood
wrapped in plastic, setting on stone,
and life wants in to mess around
inside the walls, eat it from the ground
up like those mouldering wrecks of
used to be home you drive by on the highway
on your way from one house to another
where you run to the porch with your keys
in your hand to get in, safe from the storm.
Safe as houses.

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