Fathers Of Daughters

the sky today cracked open
 an egg from your mother's womb
 tucked it under our shirts
 and learned the meaning of shame
 my wife is dead
 i have killed her
 in a gust of the wind
 nothing left to be done
 nothing left to be done
 i could not go home
 so i dropped out of sight
 no secret, but i know it can be kept
 deep in kansas, i have buried my daughters
 raised my
 sons
 in the eye of the storm
 kept my children
 as children so
 long
 god's will is not love but a hammer
 so long...
 god's will...
 oh, i saw you
 in your garments on the street
 in your garments in this room
 i followed you
 these passionate attachments
 these late nights spent in each other's rooms
 these close brushes
 these near kisses
 these fidelities
 these difficulties
 these sublimations
 these sublimations
 unfinished business
 these sublimations
 these sublimations
 oh, i saw you
 in your garments on the street
 in your garments in my room
 i want to swallow you
 like a host
 whole
 something denied... isay
 something despised... i picked it up
 something disowned... i claim
 something disallowed... i took it up
 something denied... in this room tonight
 something disjointed... was made whole
 somebody lied... in this room tonight
 and what they denied... i took home