Body - Brooke Waggoner

I’ll reside beside this creek for days to come

Let my belly be starved and feet wearisome

My lips wil chap and skin will crack, but let it be

I have to break inside before I die to me

Fires will burn and storms, they will forever brew

Rivers, they will freeze in states north of you

So tie me to that tree leaving one hand free

And I’ll remain there forever and eternity

Closets and drawers of kisses that I have saved

Who shall I give them to?

They’re gifts that are stowed away

They are red from blood and blue from the stillest lakes

Gold from the sun and green from the grassy blades

Selfish I may be, but then we’re all the same

We each have a body of water where we can pray

And fast and wait for words from God and God alone

That’s the only way I know how to cope