Vultures here perch pretty on their
Blackened branches long
Longing to hear your sweet and silky
Song that sings so long
Makes their stomachs groan and churn and
Feel a sickly moan
Throats cough up a sneeze and
Squeeze words of deceit
--
Lungs grown in trees
Sucking and slurping
A bird is approaching
Grown only for pleasure
Putrid parliament picnics
The bird is getting closer
Bodies hung in trees
Harvest the legs for walking
The bird has flown over
Screaming’s of cease from the moon
The stars cannot bare to witness
Pulsing blisters bloom
--
Bleeding cornstalks point their sewn on fingers to the left
Screeching of the Poe-faced crow signals dinner for the rest
No place like home when you’ve grown limbs of your own
I can sell you a bone but it’ll cost you your home
--
You wormed your way through the rabbit hole
Now stop to smell the seeds you’ve sewn
Set fire to the wood and grab your lungs
Now puff out your chest and feel your breathing slow
credits
from Alice Finds Home,
released December 5, 2012
Written, performed, and recorded by Jacob Hales
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