Felled Trees

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Lot's wife is a character in the Book of Genesis who was turned into a pillar of salt for failing to heed the orders of the angels of deliverance 

Lot's Keep

Sabre rattling - the ostentatious display of military power (with the implied threat that it might be used)

[Sabre]

Created for the Vaginia Ludwigia Sample Contest

Vagina Sample Song Contest entry

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VIET CON (Vaginia Sample Song Contest entry)

Sip/Ghost

Limb

Cave

You Tried So Hard. Give up the Ghost.
Devow the Fear you need the most.
The trying Gods got on their knees,
carved the soil, preserved the meat,
In the cave, the cave of me

But your heart sank, oh dear God, a cave in
it's just you're heart sick, just got to cave in
adjust your heart sync, just got to cave in 
just heart sick, just got to cave in

You tried so hard, to feel the dust 
In your heart of sin and your head of Rust
and you will collapse, never breathing no more
It's just another winter on another Shore
In the cave, In the cave in me, Cave-in Me

What does your heart sing, just got to cave in 
Does your heart sing, just for God to cave in
Adjust your hearts' sin, just got to cave in 
Does your heart sin, just to got to cave in 
In the cave, in the cave of me, Cave-In Me

That's what you never saw, down in the cold 
The light is fading, redemption is failing
That's what you never saw, that's what you never see
Here out in the distance, can you hear me....can you hear me?

Can you Hear Me. Can you Heal Me
That's what you never saw, can you hear me.





Cave

Horrific things should never happen.

Swallow

Take this ribbon from my eyes.
Why can't I forget your face, why can't I?
Cut the ribbon, set alight my only friend.
Promise they won't feel the net and your feet won't touch the ground.
Swallow. Swallow.
Bear down, Bare down.

Swallow.

Swallow

Nearside

Butcher (More Scraps From The Kitchen Table)

Venus

Flightless In Tailspin (Arctic North)

Just Lying In Dirt.....


Songs From The Living Room

The Castigation Of Spiel

Cocoon

læsir úlfa, falinn úlfa ........ tiny steps, secrets, a refuge, an itch to scratch

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Felled Trees

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