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Haruspex
03:54
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Throwing vases at the wall interpreting the shards haruspicy of sorts every apex pointing north reveals another lot things are looking up I’ve never been accused of being subtle or sophisticated now I’ve destroyed everything I own carve our faces in the floor they’ll walk all over us but we’ll track every move rained ceramic on supreme arranged like tesserae fields seen from the sky far from being understated this old house is rather garish blame it on inheritance and greed I’ve never been accused of being subtle or sophisticated now I’ve destroyed everything I own I’ll never see the light of day I’ll never see the light
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Dead Weight Heavy Burden
03:29
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Dreamt of weeping willows woke with aments in my mouth handcuffed to the bed frame be a dear and scratch my nose there’s no word in your language for a total meltdown how then am I to explain what I’ve been up to met my end in a vacuum met my love in a lawless place such a handsome devil faced with fear you say ‘hello’
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The Big Rest
05:30
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Highways resonate four hundred twelve ways between us hands are fleeting doves the great machine is humming try my best to breathe but I was born some weeks too soon here comes the law this is how it ends dear lord save me open your mouth and swallow what is left a taste so familiar shut up be cool just do what he says didn’t go quietly so what big deal I’d rather be dead than live like animals crypsis in three parts (i) dig up roots from the garden (ii) grid them to a paste (iii) smear it on your forehead with faced disappeared we can take on countless names what is that I hear that’s the sound of being erased we measure time in gray hairs on our heads and soft skulls closing in next thing you know you’re lost in the big rest how’d it get so complicated?
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Unconditional (I)
00:51
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Unconditional (II)
04:27
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Isabella, MN 1981
05:14
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Speak into my good ear speak slowly and enunciate it was ten thousand years ago but my head’s still ringing I’d never heard a gunshot before I heard that gunshot the greatest story every told punctuated with a bullet passing chamber to chamber through walls like an apparition body made of stained glass strange it didn’t shatter floating like a feather down through a hole in the ice the greatest story ever told ends underwater what this old thing I look like such a mess the house is on fire there’ll be nothing left speak into my good ear speak slowly and enunciate it was ten thousand years ago but my head’s still ringing I’d never heard a gunshot before I heard that gunshot the greatest story every told punctuated with a bullet what this old thing I look like such a mess when the house burns down you won’t have to pay rent
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Lemons (Blood)
03:44
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I cut the roof of my mouth on ice my tongue was numb but I still got a taste it’s been a while since I indulged but one never forgets a pleasure like that lined up all the lonely lemons they were a sorry looking few touched the flesh of one at random it was love it was love it was you good thing you have such a way with words violence never came easily to you leave the incompetence to the pros poor vegetarians don’t have a clue lined up all the lonely lemons they were a sorry looking few I touched the flesh of one at random it was love it was love it was you
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Cutting Teeth
03:27
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Cutting your teeth cutting your teeth no skin off my back running your mouth running your mouth no voice in my throat
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Medium
03:59
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I talk with the dead they don’t have much to say (heavy-handed moaning) it can be exhausting speaking for the living my curses are never blessings no hiding no hiding in the ground saving for vacation paying for my children with checks from grieving widows your old man’s at peace said he’s bored but unafraid and something about a mistress no hiding no hiding in the ground
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Five Brass Rings
04:06
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Wear five brass rings they’ll makes your hands heavier so you can sink and drift deep miles away from here away from here I saw you moving away from here I saw you go to the water line where limestone stacks like pages of a book bound white and gold saved from your childhood I’ve heard all those verses you’re reading I’ve heard all those verses before wear five brass rings they’ll makes your hands heavier so you can sink and drift deep miles away from here away from here I saw you moving away from here I saw you go
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Silence
04:50
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Small but unremitting in body and in motion like the creek that carves the canyon deeper always deeper drop the curtain for a while leave your silver spine exposed stretched out like a canvas limbs lashed to four horses poignant repetition in sa sa silence feel the full weight of your skin revel in its heaviness
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