Bandages

(Glock)

It will come around
But everything is now
I know everything is right now
The loneliness is a lot
But the nothing weighs a ton
I mean the nothing weighs a fucking ton

That half of the bed
Empty like a page
Of the cursive claims you've yet to make
Oh, the promising light
Bending like a spine
Or the whiteness that your pen could write

Get these bandages off
You can stand, you can walk
Leave these towels and gauze
You get up, you get out
Into the sun

That's where we belong
Been a bit to long
All our weaknesses are growing strong
& winter always ends
With water on your limbs
The April rain comes swingin’ in

Take these bandages off
Let me stand, let me walk
Leave these towels gauze
Let me up, let me out,
Into the sun