You Burn Like That

Lipless farmer down in the gums
stumblebum with features fine
enough around the burn barrel make
a good girl cry a tough old bird
chicken footing round the mouth
of well we had some fine times
nights I can’t forget you said
you loved me the fire licked
and leaped the way you burn
a bridge behind you that a tear
in your eye or praying for rain
the way you do it down on your
bones rolling lip lock think
I don’t remember dear I don’t
forget.