Thanksgiving Follow

i have been a blouse blew open
and i have shown how i'm a shell
of the one that i am living
of the one i live around

i have been a rusty nail
waiting in the soft looking dune
and you have wandered up and let me (?)
to bloody feet sun basking around (?)

i have been a trees wide branches
as you look up along the way
and it seems to me believing
as i am seethrough and sinking

and even more it seems a reason
by the doorways and the stairs
and the vases in the breezes (?)
to let the fire grow out like hair

and the moon in our eyes, shaking
as we dance way up our sleeves
feel skin smoothe and bleakly
toss the world around all trickly (?)

i take no responsibility
to be a part of the world as shown
but i take full responsibility
to burn with the sun
i take no responsibilty
to be a part of the world as shown
but i take full responsibility
to burn with the sun