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Vulture in a Desert of Men

from Visitors by Ben Hjertmann & Emmalee Hunnicutt



Vulture in a Desert of Men

The black blood, sticky
Catches your eye, like a ciggy
You’re in No-Man’s-Land again

The blank Sun, grinning
The blank Earth, spinning
As your hands come off the bars

The black-soled city
Stamps you out, like a ciggy
Onto No-Man’s-Land again

The black wings, opened
Never flapping, frozen
O’er a desert of men

Saint in black
Flick your ash into Hell’s Canyon
Stain your mask
That you stashed in holy trash can

Soar in slow rings
Come to clear the old things
Make them new again

Dead-eyed, high you flew
Their disgust disguised you
In plain sight they hid you

Sit upon that star
Make a night in shadow now
Tattoo your silhouette there
Cast it on the ground

Curse the burning day
Volt and volta same
Carrion to kiss
Clarion muted hiss

The black night, snoring
The blank mind, soaring
In the wasteland of the sky

Deserted city
None to name it windy
When it’s No-Man’s-Land again

Saint in black
Sing the sky out of the violence
Paint us back
To the night before our science


from Visitors, released April 14, 2021
Ben Hjertmann: voice, slide guitar
Emmalee Hunnicutt: cello, chord zither, voice

Music and Lyrics by Ben Hjertmann


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