Unusually warm for the end of winter
Unusually cold for the spring
I remember the tread on your gumboots was zigzag
And chewing on my hoodie string
Knowing’s not knowing
Que sera sera if you read this
Don’t forget what your nona said
Remember the way that your grandad was shaking
One day will be you in that bed
Knowing’s not knowing
Not knowing is knowing
Dead bird mouth open to the world
Arriving on time for the end of it all
Dead bird mouth open to the world
Arriving on time for the end of it all