his name is alive
the torso
It whispers the sweet things It says the sweetest things It takes you by the wrist Twists your arms behind your back The storm in your eye Suggests an inner calm Soul sleeps soul snakes Soul sleeps and soul snakes The blood from her neck Frames her head like a halo Pony tail hangin down I've got you upside down Washed up on the beach You were wet You were drowned  Memory believes before knowing remembers Memory believes longer than recollects Longer than knowing even wonders