At the coffee shop when the car is getting fixed:

At the coffee shop when the car is getting fixed: April 16, 2012

In a world full of spirits

I see, I see.
In a world full of spirits
I see.
The door is flapping,
The spirits come in,
speaking.
Noisy voices full of rancor & mirth,
Speaking words made of wood & wind
meat & metal
We are sharing secrets, long lost friends.
Bring the wisdom down from the stately clouds
Bring the wisdom up from the blinded waters
I see, I see.
Hissing words they come to me in colors of slate & grey
Writhing words they come to me in shades of leaf & tree
Pounding words they come to me in tones of blood & seed
In a world full of spirits
I see.

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