From your bark, I was birthed; as the end of the world
As a shipwreck; sprouting a creaking child
Dripping blue, as a willow tree’s yolk veins
Coughing out knots; nettling the halos and seams

Dead cigarettes, the ashes of dying
My old daddy, he’s gone away
Off to the moon with Apollo
To find someone to call baby

He said darling, be my honey pie
Get me through the winter time
Be the tree marrow, in my bone bark
Saw me down and make a bow

I’d tell you of my shivers
For a slice of whiskey pie
Then wear the brick walls
Ivy scarf, singing blue jay lies

Walkin down to Sunday school
See your face in my Sunday shoes
Wear my coins, flauntin a muse
Won’t you tend my sugar needs

Sometimes baby, when I’m fightin myself
I’ll give ya my toothless vows
A conjured up stealth

So Pepper my bones, salt a casket
Lay me in that oak box smiling
At the Devil’s magic

Darlin find me a sugar cane
So I don’t gotta walk with a limp
Oh good God, why you gotta be watchin
Cause you know I’m about to sin
Can’t you just close your eyes
To sweet dreams, not dreams of me
Cause I’ll be at the leather club
Counting my dimes for a soot bribe

We’ll hang like willow braids
Posed stiff on the waterfall’s lips
Air belly thumping
Your eyes could make me tame
So I’ll eat them like blackberry bibles
On my granddad’s grave
Stain the walk
Down to my granddad’s grave
Walking dead lover gonna hold my hand
Callin out the ghost of Lake Michigan

Kill your mother, kill your dad
Just think of me as one you never had
Count your blessings
And your match sticks too

Sights reflecting from an ashtray can
Your blue eyes weep through soot veil hands
Count your blessings
And your matchsticks too

The last stop light in my rear view
Is draggin thoughts of you
See a sunset blooming
The blue jays plum thirsty
Just waiting for a bribe
Give her love eyes

Daddy’s downtown in the county jail
Mommas stayin home ain’t postin no bail
I’m just drawin in the playpen

My sisters down frown’n by the creek
Lunch box full of cigarettes
Readin playboy and thinkin about growin up

The crickets in the corn love a warm summer storm
The mud is the fields gets my boots all worn
I’ma lonely baby sheddin everythin but my skin

The river’s lips are reachin for the bridges hips
We’re goin down, we’re gonna drown, we’re gonna die

Droughty boys are swingin round the oak tree’s crown
They’re gonna burn, they’re gonna light the church on fire

I’ve been a son
I’ve been a chord of steel
I’ve been as cold
As the autumn breeze can feel

I’ve loved a girl
Just for her name
I didn’t know
Didn’t know her eyes would make me tame

I’d build a world from saw dust piles
Bend a ring from a horse shoe’s mile
Wrangle down a jackal pony
Just to see my face, reflecting in the devil eyes

Jesus tears are tearin down
The roof of a battered hell
The rivers eyes, ain’t full of lies
Baby, I know you can’t tell
The dead flowers I picked
For you were stuck
To limbs I ate and shelled
The blood flock hides
In a warm disguise
Burrowed in my bones

Down my golden spine
The nail thorn lies
Plucking a spider harp
To curl my peppered bones
The earth flows
It flows like flame
Put me in a pile of soot and
I’ll call it home sweet home