I will return here one day

and dig up my bones from the clay

I buried nails and strings and hair

and that old tooth I believe was a bear's

I held my hand in the fire

it burned me down to the wires

blood suckers hide beneath my bed

And black fumes of skin so gently bled

I slept with a cat on my breast

slowing my heart stealing my breath

at sunrise the monkeys will fly

and leave me with pennies in my eyes

I will return here one day

and dig up my bones from the clay

I buried nails and string and hair

and that old tooth I believe was a bear's

at sunrise the monkeys will fly

and leave me with pennies in my eyes