Halfway Across There Is No Shelter / Andrew Mandelbaum


Dressed in tatters
this is our beauty
this is our energy
this is our fury

This fragile bone wrapped soul
Laughing the twilight heavy down
to light the gutter path
Treasure find me a coin to buy the freedom
Of thirsting dreams with their tale caught
beneath the weight of the city
crying head back to the sky
Howling their way between us

Listen to them girl
A Hunchbacked ringing in the ears
A counter melody rising against
the domestication of our fathers

A levelling sound

Howling across borders
To the Patrols
To the Cellblocks

Howling across species
To Civilization

The contract is broken
The cervix is thinning
A rage is coming

Hollowed cheek bones
mutable
waxing and waning
Against the lonely you are looking me deep
Tincture of bridge-ash
Write Osip on the walls
Write Rosa on the wind
Write Anschel on the water

Folded fury carried on crumpled words
Red stitched pockets are
The coffers of this fragile union

Against the silence you are
singing me a mayday hope
About diggers train hopping over kings
About fire breathers finger rolling
camels through the eyes of needles
About the Wet and the Green
dancing Long John silver harsh on the grave of the tamers

Hava
come with me and see what burns
Halfway across there is no shelter
Hava come with me
Halfway across there is no shelter

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