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Sigil for the New Appalachian Dead

from Malcontent, Made New by Africa America

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Where do they grow, those Flowers of Evil?
Here and there and in Hell.
Where we will know our harrowing histories,
Then furnish the furnace, just as well.

Where do they grow, those Flowers of Evil?
On a hill, on a field, or over the Wailing Wall?
Nature's eye blurred into something primordial.
Fear of the first man born again.

Spectator or spectacle?
They're only private miracles.
We're only an Orpheus song as he climbs his way down.

Every dark step's like writing a mythology,
Goblins and gods in the crease of our heads.

Spectator or spectacle? They're only private miracles.
We're only an Orpheus song as he climbs his way down.
Those Flowers of Evil trampled
By the marble faces they came here with,
By the useless outlines they drew around our town.

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from Malcontent, Made New, released June 10, 2012

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