A
Boy
Named
River

Niagara

One month before at night upstairs

there were places all across the States

that you wanted to see

They were spilled from your mouth

and tickled me down


Niagara

In bed

The map was spread

across your knees


For the sheer hell of knowing what it’s like

to pour down an ocean

there’s no holding me

and I knew that I could

bring you down

and spit in your mouth

and wear that sissy crown


The summer and the heat


Niagara oh please

Carry me

Let me come clean


And I was willing to believe

it was me

far away

And I was more than willing to believe

it was me

which is to say very much


The longest night I’ve ever sweated through

Straining for clue