RAVENOUS NAME
There's a spot on the moon, and one on the sun
One black, one red, one for my heart, one for good sense
Like scars, like love, they wait to be drudged
The cast of my past waits to be judged
I'm in a brush, a battle, of memories and pain
I'm in the fields; distant and flat and vast and barren terrain
Nowhere to hide on this faultfinding grain
Nowhere to hide
From the merciless rain
So I fall from the clouds, split by the sun and the blue of the moon
My heart; it beats like a beast like it did in the womb
So fast and so rapt and so readily soon
My heart seeks truth
My heart fears shame
My heart is in flight with my ravenous name
Will I rest when it lands?
And if it lands
Will I die, still held in your hands?