to be two with nature (Live) Lyrics

May we always step on pinecones

Just to hear that bitter crunch

Our minds were never set

On seed dispersal

We know the rodents

And the birds

Take care of that

Slicing open morels

Only to find them false

Packed thick with pith

And morality

Hoped for something

As hollow as me

But hope is nothing

I take stock in

Only finding solace in

Literal truths

Books by Aldous Huxley

And the poems i wrote for you

Raised a wolf inside the house

To keep the devoted off our porch

Monotropa pushing leaves

Showing the lobster claws

Hand and foot

A symbiotic splendor

Like them

Come the fall

We'll be married

Porcupines drop buds

From the tip tops of trees

Found a skeleton easter day

So much for resurrection

Now we keep the bones

In a mason jar on top the Hammond

Whirling so slow with a

Leslie cab

Crowns of the colt's foot

Erupting gravel graves

The dandelion's scapegoat

To the non-botanical eye

Taking life lessons

From those

Who flower first