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From 'That Diamond Lust', Double Salt, 2012

hush baby hush baby
who you gonna call
everyone with any heart
is up against the wall
still baby stlll baby
where you gonna run
everywhere with any soul
been driven underground
or drowned
dig baby dig baby
dig into the dirt
scratch a root walled hollow
in her whalebone skirt

you're not a technician
of the science of sound
you're not running
anyone's machine
you pick up a thread
from every piece of ground
and as you walk you weave
as you walk you weave
you do not speak
for the state or the crown
you're not a mascot
for a winning team
you collect signs sins
and hometowns
and pockets full of leaving

somewhere in the quiet
that you make yourself
empty out your pockets
on a lacquered shelf
string under your fingers
stories under string
big enough to make you
scratch a root walled hollow
in her whalebone skirt

live baby live baby
how you gonna be
a little bit anxious
and a little bit free
dig baby dig baby
dig into the dirt
scratch a root walled hollow
in her whalebone skirt

somewhere in the quiet
that you make yourself
empty out your pockets
on a lacquered shelf
string under your fingers
stories under string
big enough to make you sing