released 27 March 2014
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- Track Name: secret poem
Girl in a green bikini top
fishes for small pills
in a sugar bowl.
ties him with a leash,
nails him to the wall.
“You stay here.”
She sings to him,
He’ll sleep, leans into
go out, lie belly-down in a dead
garden’s dirt, find a colony of ants.
She rises to her knees, up for air,
sets out cans inside the door frame
Silver and rust.
Wears a white smock, and sits down on the rug.
She was walking through the house
all dirt-colored feet,
counted—one, two head bobs—
- Track Name: birdcage
Drop acid in the car
/Pick it up/
You need care
You take it
Sit in my bassline
gives you gender
but I bring the dark side
If we climb
/birds and snakes
as steps/ if we
stop in Brooklyn
if we talk strategy again
/I’m climbing down the dark basement steps. Pitch black, then eyes./
Third eye’s hiding in her underwear
Sun rising spills DNA
Open window taunts a silver airplane
Women won’t let men, say
they have to learn
I run my fingers through your hair
isn’t castration, only a mouth
Rumi said /There’s no room for lack of trust, or trust/
Car ride through mtns
Held my hands, pulled mouth down to floor
My body next to Sara’s
I could be unbreakable, 87mph
Stand above me
angel, spirit, beautiful mystic
Look at me like I have it coming
I’m no ghost, no vision
can’t be no small, little, lost bird
- Track Name: kid
I'm coming out of coma. Cookie. Cookie your boots are hurting me.
But I wasn't kept in jars. I wasn't convinced we'd suffer.
So Bunny you never got me and Cookie you never really got me either.
- Track Name: cinderella
Honey, I come to you. Honey, with everything I’ve got. Peel me till I’m small enough. For you. You require broken birds and small bones. I suffer your love along with myself.
Honey, give me your lungs. I’ll keep them lonely. Close your eyes until I can help you see.
“Oh Cinderella, you so fine. I found your shoe, I threw it in the bonfire.”
- Track Name: low g
She stops breathing.
She could breathe anywhere.
Each person’s reading me, she thinks,
when fever waits too long to come.
White stars sound
miles from us bathing in the heat.
Her body plays one long note—
Low G. Only the planet left,
its long vibrations.
Her viola had fallen on a rock.
The dark wood looked ill in
the color of the dirt.
Sirens rose and fell.
Black night came to Co. Rd. 25.