Doves

Doves, enter doves

Go, flood the aisles

With wings like water in the light

Shake oceans from the painted glass

Spear these doubts

Of your arrival

I pirouette, I pose, I bow

For candles I lit for myself

I arch my back, I spread my arms

I make a rapture out of

Waiting, waiting

Waiting, waiting

Doves, enter doves

Swarm, floor-to-bells

Bring down the sun in your mouths

Melt the angels

I drag my nails on blackened stone

I scratch my name in crooked rows

Trade sweat for wax and tears for smoke

I make a rapture out of

Waiting, waiting

Waiting, waiting

Waiting, waiting

Waiting, waiting

Doves

Doves

Doves

Doves

Doves

Doves