Six Bullets

six bullets in a barrel and a taste for home
i.

I search for you everywhere
Up and down every stairway and clock tower and
Not now I’m scared
From the bush to the paddocks to the ports
The thought of seaweed bleeding off the ropes, I cast off
Put everything I know about hope, longing and frustration
into a little wooden boat and go
And now I burn everything I believe in just to search for you in the smoke
But no, I only want to be with u but all I get from u is a note
“Where-ever you exist, I can never be”
Like what the fuck does that mean?
what does that mean?

six bullets in a barrel and a taste for home
iii.

I gave give you everything
I went without sleep, bare feet and a leather coat
Candle smoke and hurricane lamps in the attic.
I made the machinery of beetles out of toothpicks, butterfly clips and dreams
I mean set fire to a sun, just so one day, it would warm your cheek.
I gave you everything
But in all the books of existence, I never found a way to tell u
How much I love u
And so all I offer
Is a wine called longing poured into a cup called silence.
put it to your lips now
a wine called longing poured into a cup called silence.

six bullets in a barrel and a taste for home
vi.
I said, “Remember me to him.
Remember me to him.
I know you know who I mean
I can see it in the way you dance
Remember me to him
Tell him I miss him
Tell him that I’m burning
Tell Him that from now on
Every sculpture I make of language
Belongs to him.
Remember me to him.
Remember me to him.
I said tree, please tree
show me a way
point me into the arms of God

And then that tree, rising to her full height,
a hundred feet, a thousand branches and leaves,
stood breathtaking and beautiful
and that tree, she, she just smiled,
and pointed in every direction at once.

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