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rejoice this quiet earth - morrow lyrics

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i have been negligent
a dank and septic thing
i have lost the waters* that which we fend
whistle and i’ll come to thee
i have not felt the incisor cold
the blood in furore
that reddens hands and faces

and speaks with cleft palette whine
creaking gasp and fractious rupture
the m*ffled sound, the songs of silence
eager for the humble home

oh how i long for the lupine howl!
covet the glacial spectacle!
the coarsе percussion of each
moulted snow burdеned branch
tremble, shudder
euphoria!
as they summon
up the hearth of voices steady
harmonious arrhythmia

the hollering laughter!
the need to share!
the words with which we barter
with kind and care!
the give and take of kindred
uttered in the wisened smile
bark of this b*ttress
the rough grain of leaves
impressions in my raw skin

here the familiar dampened sound
the quiet in which we linger!
breath expels, ignites in verglas crystals
the crunch that is laid with every step
slow and steady go the brave
quick the wicked!

my mother spoke of the land as a living beast
old and short of temper
glad of us, although it daren’t admit
the loneliness of our absence

a tired old ally cracked and worn
for the ice has provided for us a home!

through dark needle tangle
too dense for snow to flurry
where the gods have dwelt in silence
whose joints have long since ossified
tytons sepulchral shrine *
where eyes still fluoresce
an uneasy intelligence
a suspicious theatre of forms that hold court
tesh moves to coax us
with undulate grace;
each ribbon hyphae clings
an anaemic embrace

perform ad nauseam
for absent wardens
whose excessive need
is all but dust

all but dust

it is there that truths might be told
the giddy rot of mycelium
that time has favoured nought
the sum of our endeavour
cast like chaff in springs first sigh

and now we are all but spent
the residue of eaten food
the gristle caught in buckled tooth
that is tongued incessantly

wake! sister this is no time rest!
the south wind carries acrid stench
the pale skin scarred with haemorrhage stain
and soon no chaff will remain
please sister listen please!
and soon no chaff will remain
listen please!

- morrow lyrics

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