to keep the flies away |

pennies float in bags of water, count by twos
keep the flies from touching what belongs to god

a mother cries over what belongs to god
and what her body knows belonged to her

anchor the night, no sun belongs to her
anchor her child in red clay and brown dirt

boys in heaven kick up red clay and brown dirt
what is the definition for hell, they ask

men will kiss for high water, for hell they ask
death reminds love of all her questions

death reminds us of all our questions
now sing y’all, my lord knows my name

now clapping, the lord jesus knows my name
our names are called; he counts by twos

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