And here on this pile of shell I call out
To the pods all gathered like thunderheads
Thunder in our heads
Crying “With your songs like a peaceful death
please teach us release teach me release”
Kate we are breaking down here
Without your seasons and fearless snow
And here on this pile of driftwood I will
Carefully string up stick by stick
Thin by thick
Bit by bit
Rib by rib rib by rib
Until a marble of you dances and shifts
In perfect balance take me back
In perfect balance take me back
I’ve learned my lesson
White fanged foreverness
Barefooted wilderness
Green tangled gills need rest
We can be forever blessed
We can be forever blessed
If we take the back roads like you said
If we take the back roads
–Mariee Sioux, from “White Fanged Foreverness” (song), Gift for the End
