Primitive Call to me frozen you Primitive out of view My primitive early phone Ray of sand, dial tone Call you back underground My primitive long way home Sea-green barge, burial mound ancient Rome Fairy lights, smoking lights
Inching from canvasses Primitive, your face has led Unto us an emperor Yak's Von Teeth, silent hour Stone and web, google me Primitive You in masks or hairs discreet Lose the beak
Primitive
Bury me, autograph, Julie says Use my bath, cordon off Write a sound, early magic Fable town You lean out from the frame Lean to me, call my name My primitive on the shore You're the first I ever saw My primitive cold in days Occupied to face the haze You I love in silent rays