See the rifle
See the knife drop
Watch the birds fall
Hear the cars stall
By himself, by herself
Taste the signal, taste the signaled
Call it over, call it open
Works slowly, works so slowly
Rests inside, rests on time
Hear the sink dry, dried on time
I wear the wrong disguises
You keep with open mindedness
Broken mouths, spitting leaves
Your hair is mine
You taste unsure
You see in air
What's unconfirmed
A broken mouth
My broken mouth
Sets us to depart