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So excited to see Joanna Newsome tonight! Love her lyrical storytelling ballads… You have to listen closely to every line, or you’ll miss pearls and pearls of her precious words.

I can’t wait to hear them actually pour out of her mouth! I hope the whole audience is breathlessly silent.

“En Gallop”

this place is damp and ghostly, I am already gone
and the halls were lined with the disembodied
and dustly wings
which fell from flesh
g a s p l e s s l y

and I go where the trees are
and I walk from a higher education
for now, and for hire

it beats me but I do not know
it beats me but I do not know
it beats me but I do not know
I do not know

palaces and stormclouds
the rough straggly sage and the smoke
and the way it will all come together
in quietness in time

bitch, you laws of property
bitch, you free economy
bitch, you unending afterthoughts;
you could’ve told me before:

never get so attached to a poem, you
forget truth that lacks lyricism,
never draw so close to the heat, that
you forget that you must eat, oh

in order to make
the music
seems i must break so many things
turn over
like bracken and sea shrapnel
graced by the tongue of the beetle-green sea

let each note be
a full-bodied song
enough fingers
enough toes
skin to cover
the wreckage
bloody beat
enough belly
enough feet

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