when we drew the curtain the light of day shone and filled us up with a kind of grace it was sorely needed because the light showed how vile we were in our hearts and minds we had it inside us right up til we forced it up and out we had a sweetness thick down in that blocked us from what we required we coughed up honey into the air there was a message there was a meaning we forced the sweetness up and out of us onto the window onto the window we flung the curtains back it was everywhere drip drip down to the window and wall to the rug no one could see out to the tennis courts and it blocked our view of the condos and sea here comes my hand and here comes my body here comes a feather here comes a bike chain pull the drapes shut and come back to bed and cover the window cover the window