Testo Frequent Weaver Who Burns Robert Pollard
Of youth and perfect skin
skygazing free of sin
clipped at the hip peglegged and cracked
expressing trivial concern
and then I long .
Iâm the frequent weaver who burns
Shaft birth pride of pity
going back from country to city
come home now to surround you
Youâve no more to learn
who do you think you are?
Iâm the frequent weaver who burns