I’ve learned to stretch it all

My bones, my kindness, my beliefs and all

The memories of the father on my tongue

 

I’ve learned to calm its chaos

Every ocean in my veins

 

Gift it a skin, a truce

Sat him in a room full of ears and lovers

With a little bit of sunlight piercing the windows

 

I’ve learned to stretch it all

My back, my roots, my name

Everything, except for the truth.