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Mummies
04:00
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why did that come to mind
mummies, honey, mummified
because you said something about forever holding me
never ever letting go never
never letting go never ever
and your lips are pure deliciousness
our twenties and thirties beauty kiss
youth springing out of bed
dreams of gumdrop sugar head
and i miss your sparkling eyes
always, honey, on my mind
mummies, honey, mummified
ghosts, only ghosts the letters sit in boxes
lovers take their chances
take another pass at it
ghosts, only ghosts
the lovers sit in empty rooms
storms have stormed
volcanoes blew and lovers mummified as spoons
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Savasana Bliss
03:44
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fire frightened forgettable
fortified ferocity’s hit
incoming incumbent
incongruent myth
schlepping a state of savasana bliss
lugging a suitcase
your reality is this
immovable headlines
are keeping you clear
doubt like a lightning bolt
pen behind your ear
fire in aries and leo in love
live like a lightning bolt
live like a dove
smoldering headlines
of gas and war and fire
you, you are a microdot
you’re an acid trip liar
are you tripping or are you sober?
i can never tell
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Beeswax
04:09
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my heart is twisted
feels like it’s pounding right out of my chest
fried up and crispy
and she’s got it wrapped up in beeswax
my heart is twisted
feels like some worn-out dishrag
wringing out with blood and love
if you’re the king of second chances
then i’m the queen of hearts
if you’re the kind of second chances
then i may as well be the queen of darts
with a gun to my head
think i’ll take a walk
along the mississippi
and away from the quarry
towards your second story
away from the quarry
along the mississippi
trading our rackets/racquets
for sweet salt water taffy
driving hard up along that river
it makes sense to be a loner
but i’d rather be your lover
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Cosmopolitan
03:15
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thought you’d be in cosmopolitan by now
thought you’d have the hottest legs
through the turnstyle
the airport gate is taking you to another place
and the look on your face is showing that
you can’t relate to your insides
at twenty five
you can’t relate to your fellow peers
they all look at you really weird
and you think it’s rather queer
and you wonder what you’re doing here
and everyone you meet
has their face on late night tv
skinny chicks playing the piano
red-stained lips walking down the street
and you’re on your own little planet
with a peanut butter sandwich
and like a sweet little clam
meat shucked into a little tin can
you’re waiting to be consumed
air sucked out in a vacuum
and that’s how your lungs feel these days
and like your legs could give way
but you don’t even have a shell
it’s decorating someone’s windowsill
your shell’s in a pretty glass bowl
or turned into a pretty little comb
and you will never be very tall
short stocky legs and you’re kind of small
but your home is around the bend
perhaps in your lover’s hand
or the clouds in heaven
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Valentine
03:56
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What holds that drum in your head?
and that pain in your eyelids?
makes you flutter
in these lead-belly’d hills
these streets, these pearls
my teeth taught the enamel to sleep
cover the stain
what religion covers the stain?
seltzer won’t get it out
notice my foot stomping
notice the smooth in-between
pink scarfed wearing cowboy poem
whistle by and mourn, mourn mourn
mourn the loss of your soul
you’re not depressed - just in a perpetual bad mood
just a conditional gloom
parallel to the state of things
but you are not your state of mind today
your valentine won’t go away
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Dentistry
03:52
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she was a bitter one
she failed at weaponry
and when she reached the sea
it was full of tears
she was a bitter one
she failed at dentistry
and when she reached that stream
it washed away her fears
in the dark i see you now
it’s better that you don’t come around
i had a dream that the truth was found
deep inside that sleeping sound
beside the river mound
when dad admits he’s proud
the rain never sounded so loud
when that note was found
you were young when he buried the ring
it said love is forever on it
you were so angry that you wanted to spit
but you swallowed it
and you keep swallowing
it even though it burns your throat
instead the tears come out and there’s no dam to hold
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Strange Divide
04:08
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strange divide
are you ready or not
you’re hiding from interest and gain
strange divide between your eye and your mind
simple, ancient as time time time
i’m gonna turn this little girl in
she’s looking around
she’s got her eye on him and him ... and him ...
flirting and batting her eyelashes
he’s making her blush
she’s reeling him in and in and in
the synergy, the energy, the spark
what happens when the spark turns dark
the snake turns to rage
you’ve maddened the stage
your cheeks are all red
like the blood in your veins
simple how it all comes down
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8 Feet of Snow
02:30
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why would you live in 8 feet of snow
your house is buried
can’t get out the front door
city plows are running 24/7
they rip speed balls at the 7/11
snow is their main employer
so cold the windows rattle
almost shatter by the light of a candle
i’ve taken to singing at dawn
because the winter is so long
i’m finding all my new favorite songs
heart so deep, so wild and strong
it beats so fast, it carries on
the heat sighs like a tired woman
rises through the cracks
brings whiskey to her lips
and sips and waits for the burn
like we all have to wait our turn
a new reason to move on with the hurt
there’s springtime deep down in the dirt
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Apple in the Ocean
05:59
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in an apple orchard
flexed at the ankles
bare-footed in the sand
dropping dead seaweed
down to the beach shore
a hive hangs from a tree
a man-made web of hell, you said
cycle of samsara
birth, life and death over and over again
when flesh sizzles on my bones
shiver shoots from head to toes
shit, i don’t know where it’s going to go
seems i’m stuck in a cycle all my own
stuck in a cycle all my own
the sutras speak of germinating seeds
becoming full blown weeds
but weeds have healing properties
weeds have healing properties
and i crave your smoke
and the scent of new skin
i crave ending and beginning again
shiver up my spine
tingle linked to all of time
biology is destiny and pheromones have majesty
disobey my best intentions
and the web swells with expansion
need to find a way to transcend the body
the desire that spins and threatens to dissolve me
where thatched roof swallows sing
staircases lead us to the beach
i hum a song about appleseeds
apples are bobbing out in the ocean
sometimes i’m swept out to sea
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Little Bird
04:02
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seems funny
you’re making decisions for me
the lights of the city
speak the summer to me
who’s that knocking on the door
no eavesdropping no more
and the little bird down the hall
what’s that little bird singing about now
lay beside me
only in memory
try and reach me
until you complete me
oh so sensitive
how can you bear to live?
tip-toeing down the stair
there’s someone i adore hiding there
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Maps and Calendars
04:32
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maps and calendars
aladdin’s lamps, man-handlers
tickets and transfers
we’re full of these desperate measures
in no uncertain terms
i’m a serious girl
that particular look in your eye
a couple more minutes
before we start to die
press the pause button please
before we atrophy
these cells stand still
these walls can breathe
please sit here in this quiet space with me
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mary bue Minneapolis, Minnesota
“If intimacy intrigues you and makes you into a skittish peeping tom, then be sure to catch Bue at her next performance.” –
Alan Sparhawk, Low
Mary Bue is a songwriter, international retreat guide & yoga teacher based out of Minneapolis, often roaming this beautiful world. Named Best Songwriter of 2020 by City Pages, her music traverses love, loss, dreams, survival, healing, & natural world.
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