My new clay sculpture
Was taken home
By an art vulture
Whose soul had been sold
The statue had a likeness
Of Willem Dafoe
With a smile-struck face
To warm these cold bones
But the way that it left
The way that you are
You know that we sold the farm
And it seems like the good part
But don’t believe what you hear
It will make you do things
It will make you steer clear
And it seems like the bad part
But have no fear
It will leave you soon enough
Like the whole of last year
But the way that you left
The way that you are
You know that we sold the farm
But in your red gown
On the white bench
You call your call like the Carolina finch
In defiance of Campbell
Religion I’d need
Some religious North Star
Religion I’d plead