die in the summertime (rje)

scratch my leg with a rusty nail, sadly it heals, color my hair but the dye grows out, i can't seem to stay a fixed ideal, childhood pictures redeem, clean and so serene, see myself without ruining lines, whole days throwing sticks into streams, i have crawled so far sideways, i recognize dim traces of creation, i want to die, die in the summertime, i want to die, the hole in my life even stains the soil, my heart shrinks to barely a pulse, a tiny animal coiled into a quarter circle, if you really care wash the feet of a beggar, childhood pictures redeem, clean and so serene, see myself without ruining lines, whole days throwing sticks into streams, i have crawled so far sideways, i recognize dim traces of creation, i want to die, die in the summertime, i want to die