[2003-12-08 - 5:08 p.m.] - what can't be trusted (burrow)

whatever's out there-- you want to stay warm
press your limbs against the bedspread and wait
pray, I mean-- when I say wait I mean pray

wait for ground to make way for you
leave everything, all notebooks, everyone
later they can come to you or not

to your subterranean angel cave
the wind comes from nowhere
when I say wind I mean sadness
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