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Flesh Dry Up

from CelloWoman by Mudsong

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In this new dance of hollow-bodied soul, Annie whirls in realization that her plea was never to be Big, but to be Sound.

Fingerboards, frets, strings. This has been her heart’s desire, to contort around the bind of flesh and accompany the dagger-infused beauty of each heart-stopping day. At a loss for words, but without need for words, she could simply play, the Gregorian chant of each thing, communicating solely in joyful laments.

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Water-logged in the wild? Up to your knees in muck of the plum nightshade? Soggy heart? Rheumy eyed? You’re soaked in woe that you won’t translate. Can’t you see also these, the blooming seedheads of gosling down? Got to hold both in heart, when all you want to do is drown.

Ooooooooooo….Let your flesh dry up.
Ooooooooooo….Let your flesh dry up.

Can you stand in your skin, let each moment then unfold its time? Will you run straight ahead right past each bud of spidered vine? Whatchyou got against life, declining invite and extended hand? Yes your cup will be filled, overflowing with grace that feeds the land.

Be scared of more scared. Gonna hover up so you pass life by?Ain’t unique. Just not grown. Refuse to Peter Pan this life. Listen in. Settle down. Calm the questions why on earth above? 'Cause your heart, needs to bleed, filleted with blades that beam the Love.

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from CelloWoman, released June 5, 2021

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Mudsong Bemidji, Minnesota

Mudsong crafts stories that give voice to our breaking human hearts. Thomas King said, “The truth about stories is that’s all we are."  The truth about Mudsong is songstories are all we are. Original stories. Soulful songs. Crafted from the sloppy mess of life? That's what we do. Our evenings open on the hearthfire of the bass guitar, shimmy through the saxophone, and linger over heart and soul. ... more

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