The Hollow

Follow down the hollow where the Swallow makes her nest to see if She would be so kind to let me in No amount of talking could Assign a name or blame To see the billow of a bluebird in the wood And never could I ever have Pretended that the meaning was Uncertain I collapsed behind the curtain I'm not hurtin anymore Round are tips & hips & so are Lips & so are ships around us Sailing with no railing overboard Sips of laughing owning knowing Loaning sewing owing to a Feeling I'd forgotten how to fall And never could I ever have Pretended that the meaning was Uncertain I collapsed behind the curtain I'm not hurtin anymore Follow down the bliss to find a Kiss beneath the sassafras medallion I'm unsteady yes I know Drips of chocolate orange without warning It's the morning of my feeling And I'm wheeling off the road And never could I ever have Pretended that the meaning was Uncertain I collapsed behind the curtain I'm not hurtin anymore