Life doesn't start with a title
The one man show
We are water
And return there
We go
To the place of the slurry
And berry and bail
The smell and the wrinkle
The pulse and the pale
Thin bone man
Long arm man
Gristle and cold wind
Make tool man
Freak out man
Dance like the bears
Follow the stars man
With wet oil on down
A hairy elemental
Wide eyes pinned round
A two lunar myopia
To what we spin round