• Oh my god, oh my sweet and merciful.

Can I just drop out of school and become a housewife, so I never have to worry about achieving anything or losing any hope? Can I just marry a Muslim man and swear to Allah and wear a burka? Can I just have my face and body covered with black cloth so I won't ever, ever feel self-conscious again? And just my eyes will show, and that's the only thing men compliment anyway. And be grateful down to my fingertips that rape doesn't necessarily include love but he is my husband, he is my husband, he is my husband. And my body is dirty and Eve was temptation so I am rightfully, so rightfully, hidden away from eyes of weak men. And can I just be forbidden to speak my mind, just so there is no confusion and nobody can call me a strange idiot, and I'll just write all my thoughts down in the sand and wait for a merciful strong wind.

• here comes my moon

here comes my fresh faced girl to twist my spine down to an apple core

• my hair is as curly and big and puffy as a lions

except that I was born a month too late to emulate any of those great things we are supposed to do, as lions

• I am mostly thinking about every body's first day

there was a lot of miniature lightning, fissures, and sparks cells were wondering, on their merry way to exchanging information with others, on how to best make you into lightning, fissures and sparks

• there is already soap residue

beneath your wife's wedding ring today after the whole ordeal everyone dashes for a drink my god! that was so exhausting to take those vows but just to maybe forget, do a shot he will make sure in the morning

• honey! you left a pair of your steve madden

shoes next to the fireplace in such a hurry you were to go one of them danced toward the flames lickity split but the other stood back, sighing

• I love a man who

keeps machine guns under his bed when his father bursts in and demands a minute of head or your mother is going to get it boy and don't you dare cry out kid or you won't be sleeping no longer kid your mother is going to get it son best keep your air in those little lungs I love a man who keeps machine guns

• INVITE
• One Way Ticket To Pensacola
• Bury Your Woes / I'm Home
• Marry For Money
• Saint Matthew
• The Song With Piano
• Little, Soft, Little*
• Open Eyes, Closed Fist
• And One For Our Children
• You and the Lions

Bonus Track "I Don't Want to Know Half Of What You're About To Tell Me"

• WHALES
• Away, Away
• With All the Disaster of Meteors
• Heavensent, Hellbound
• Stay Under Here / I'll Get You In The Morning
• Dead Sea
• Choose Me (Before I Leave With Him)
• Morning Sunlight Through Our Blanket
• Nothing Frivolous
• Draw Your Sword
• Lucifer, my North Star / I Like When You Kiss Me There
• Mouth to Heart
• He Was Once A Great Man (Now I'm Not Sure)

Through the windswept coastal trees Where the dead come rising from the sea with a teddy bear clamped between her knees she says, "Where can my loverman be?" Well I'm down here, babe, with the eskimos with the polar bears and the arctic snow with a party of penguins who do not know how I can get back to thee You're my north, my south, my east, my west oh you are the girl that I love best with an army of tanks bursting from your chest I wave my little white flag at thee

• Though I've never considered it before, at night I lock my doors. By the time the house is done creaking and the dog is fast asleep, I'm staring at the wall, moon-eyed and lulled. If my baby could be here, he'd be tucked under my knee, except that he travels to jungles drinking water from leaves.
• baby boy says I'm looking grey when yellow might suit me better. he lives in the mountains with wild eyed beasts and at home I pour my heart into letters.
• I packed all of my guilt

in a basket of twine and sent it on down to Egypt

• Pick up a pen and write my name / baby baby baby / baby baby BABE /

Your bear-like arms make me feel safe / baby baby baby / baby baby BABE