Below the barely skinny bone tree
You laid an egg and so you bore me
Your feathers breathe and separate
Flesh walls you break

Below the barely skinny bone tree
You laid an egg and so you bore me
A baby boy with eyes of mercury

Your feathers breath and separate
Like curdled works your mother baked
And I'm your house, flesh walls that you create

Well life it exploded, your words duelly noted
This coming of pictures, to all of my parts
I'll expect these mountains, to fall when I've found them
So carelessly circular back to the start