the Book of Voices - Sheri-D Wilson: Sweet Daughter of Heaven

Sweet Daughter of Heaven

And the drum starts beating
and the drum starts beating
and the drum starts beating
and the drum starts beating
the drum is alive, beating out of its skin
moves, woman-spine, starts slitherin'
supernatural speak, sweet serpent of death

and the XX sluices
and the snake charmin' juices
electro-eroto-flow, eroto-flow, electro-
unstrap those satin ribbons, let go
let go, let go, let go

tonk/tonk
makes you kick up the dark /tonk/tonk
makes you lick up the sparks /tonk/tonk
makes you dust off the dust
makes you hoodoos bride
0 snake woman slide, like honey
like honey, honey, like honey
like honey, honey, like honey
tonk/tonk
woman rattle and shake /tonk/tonk
women rattle and shake
in a crazy wisdom that slides
that vibrates the hips, that seduces, that
trips, that rides
grace revin', Harley, sweet daughter of heaven

In-hail-in-hail-In-hail-In-hail
put your points on the fire, tune up your desire

X-haii-X-hail-X-hale-X-hale

and the music stays and the words start
walkin' in time
making patterns from the page to the floor,
so dobra!
hips shakin' now, outta the poem, in a
deathless wish to be cobra
so dobra mon cobra! Fan blowing red ribbons
at your nipples, lashing
ripples, rising outta the tropical moto with a
breeze, hips shakin' like
the palms in the trees in a Rarotongian
hurricane, ha ha ha ha to the
sand bard, between lips, fingers of fate
snake, no mistake, like a cat,
civet, like a cat, civet, like a cat, civet, like a
cat, civet
gong/gong/ga/gong/gong/gong
HIT IT!

Civet!
gong/gong/ga/gong/gong/gong
HIT IT!

Civet!
moving hands, hitting the make-
ker
hitting the make-
ker
on the ass
on her bare ass

asanas open to the orphic woman speak
beat
heart leaves cloud electrical in
moves delivered by the moon
by the moon
skin-cloth slow slides off the naked shoulder,
of self
of self breaking through, head
dead/dead/dead first
dressed in new skin, opiatly thin, in
the language of twilight sky, flippin' inside
outside in
ha

leavin' blood on the drum

dance through it
leavin' blood on the drum

dance through it
the drum is alive beating out of its skin
and the blood is dreaming
and the drum is bleeding
is dreaming

is bleeding
dreaming
ha

doin' everything but thinkin' now, outta mind,
wordless lines
between two poets 'til all there is is wet 'til
all there is is wet - is wet
dye running down the apocryphal cloth of
the body in a soma lick
of liquid jade, of gynergy, of body into words
of words on the body into praise, into praise!

ball change
ha ha
step step
get down
get it down
get up to get it down
get it down
dance
to-
gether
three
for
nothing
(1 2 3 /2 2 3/3 2 3/ha)

time loosens
in rising olfactory, open quim

more music
more music

the music of jazz

the music of j+j+jazz
ovums the air

uni-
fi-cates the air, in voices with civetone
tongue

taste of a single pulse

angels in bellies receive the souls of the dead
and then it turns
spot!
and then it turns
spot!
look one way
turn the other
spot!
g-
spot
g-spot
g-
spot
turn
h-
i-
j-
k- k-k-k

dance
cadance

dance

from bunhead to bard and back again
re-
turn sweet daughter of heaven
burn, in a fleshy orgy of sound
and it all speeds up
and it all slows down, to the ground
but it just gets hotter
it just keeps on getting hotter
sweet heavenly daughter
it just gets hotter
hotter
sweet heavenly daughter
hotter
it just keeps on getting hotter
newborn

- Sheri-D Wilson

Voice: Sheri-D Wilson
Guitars, Bass, Omnichord: Russell Broom
Percussion: Lyle Molzan
Additional Percussion: Liz Elder
Drum Loops: Squeegee Boy