Grass by Jill Jones
Empty girl I was, so far inside, grass didn't know me It was something unbending, only light seemed to touch But so long as I could smell the sea, so long as salt I had extrications, music, that fire, phase & beat And all around the world went off, banners & avenues, cruelties Now it's come one, come all, a kind of sassy hoedown The grass is going, it cracks & withers sadly, almost infinitely But