#190 in the belly of hunter mountain
b'standing in a tunnel deep into\\nsome hillside can\\u2019t see the\\nother side for some mudslide\\ngotta be daisies above but\\nin here all i can think of are\\n\\nthe dusty cloths of\\nkeepsakes\\nwrapped up tight \\nin musty boxes\\nthey are everything\\nthe attic says is me\\n\\ni smell the earth around me and\\nthe hillside starts to heave what\\nmore can i do without the need to\\nbelieve what the hell is freedom\\nanyway and all i can think of are\\n\\nthe dusty cloths of\\nkeepsakes\\nwrapped up tight \\nin musty boxes\\nthey are everything\\nthe attic says is me\\n\\nnow i\\u2019ve got a little light and soon\\ni will be free but i\\u2019m taking my time\\nnot wanting to leave so easily from\\nthe belly of this hill where the earth\\nkisses me before i\\u2019m forced to face\\n\\nthe dusty cloths of\\nkeepsakes\\nwrapped up tight \\nin musty boxes\\nthey are everything\\nthe attic says is me\\n\\nbhagiti 10.27.07 perrysburg, oh'