One Mississippi - WHY?

To not focus on the

Limb that’s missing

With the damn

Phantom thing itching

Is a difficult mission

But listen:

With much of the whole/hole intact

In this great anarchic expanse

It mostly comes down

To a gang of ants

Swarming on the shadow

Of a stain of a drop of blood

I know

I’ve got to submit to

Whatever it is in control

I know

Stop throwing shadow

On shadow and let it all go

I know

You say, «One Mississippi.»

January February March

Since you’ve gone away

Constantly rising from

And falling into flame

My body knows more than

I can form with my brain

And with a roar from

The deepest core cave

Cut a coil of those

Old spoiled ways

I know

I’ve got to submit to

Whatever it is in control

I know

Stop throwing shadow

On shadow and let it all go

I know

It goes, «One Mississippi

One Mississippi.

One Mississippi.»