brave

free of consequence

slaying

the camel's gash

pine marks his passing well

one won't do

armed twice for push up's sake

arms like these swing a state

arms like these hug the law

arms like these flail when our songs hit a desert bride

arms like these cross when they're locked in a draped pine box

shock, it's a shock—trees in lee never leaved armies

shock, it's a shock these trees

shock, it's a shock—trees in lee never leaved bits of me

it's a shock, it's a shock