Purity Ring

I came down over
The sleepy mountains where
Our wide toes plunged into
The weeping shale to tear our
Skin up off from the bottom
Leaves our ankles bare
Don't just wander back and forth
And leave it
Build it into pinnacles and shrines of some 
Some ghastly predicament of mine you'll find 
Leaves us plastered to a bed of hairs with 
Me all coiled up near the bottom with my chest un-bared 
Oh but dear the sky is low 
Gather up it's harm in gauze with grateful arms