How finer the days go   How purple the numbness of these things get   I’m running up on fire   I’m water to all things that used to burn    Old body goes back, lips turn to blue   Spitting out secrets in the mail room   You’ll only know dear, you’ll only see that   Blindness that covered belief      Hold there   Let me see into you      Old dazzled boots   A throwaway storm   This wind through your teeth to keep you warm   Now I find a yearning   So small like a seed   Spread life through the dead of a killing spree      And beauty’s the word dear   To find in your keep   My homeness settled you to sleep   You’ll only know dear   You’ll only see that   Blindness that covered belief