1. |
Significant Machine
04:38
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second morning: meditative haze, ambiguous days
i'm blind. i'm sick again.
dreamt of dawn (a pacific of waves)
you start on me. start again!
you'll find me buried in the sand -
fresh air can do that to a man!
and on it goes...
the stars, in the nighttime, glow.
severed, mourning: i walked to the store & saw words
on a wall: 'you're blind, you're sick again'
saw the sunrise - saw nothing at all!
you startled me. start again!
you'll find me, shirtless, on the street
w/ your birthday tattooed on my feet
and on it goes...
i can sense it if someone doesn't know.
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2. |
(s.o) Mouvement
01:19
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3. |
Chameleon Aesthetic
03:15
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such a first impression!
somebody so charismatic's learning me the lessons
& filling my head with static
i had never seen the things you mean to me
(these things could hold me down)
chameleon aesthetics are getting me through the evenings
confident or synthetic -- it's out-of-my-body leaving!
i had never seen the face i'm reflecting
(this face could hold me down)
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4. |
Reverser
02:23
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reverser, how could i have known?
there's monsters hid inside the snow
beside her, nothing seemed to scare me, though
i wouldn't tell you but i'm feeling alone
i'd hoped that time had moved a little more slow...
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5. |
Oxytocin
03:45
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so online. so far to find -
i know! evocative & slow
dismantled a home: found sparrows taking flight.
it's nighttime. sun's shining
a ghost in my clothes. too close to be friends
avoiding the end of anything -
someone's taken off my heart again!
collapse into cults: an act of ascent
like checking my pulse w/ a fountain pen -
someone's taken off my heart again!
collections of my heart again!
it's like it happened the first time...
distant now. i'm disavowed & cloned
a flock of sparrows phoned. you answered:
'hello?'
the time zone wasn't right
it's nighttime. start smiling
a ghost on a plane. his face in his chest
avoiding the breadth of everything
someone's taken off my heart again!
constraining myself to ends & results
like checking a pulse w/ a fountain pen -
someone's taken off my heart again!
reflection of my heart again!
it's like i'm flattened the first time...
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6. |
C Snow
06:32
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8. |
By Design
04:09
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the demonstration's still the same
i'm keeping my thoughts to myself, anyway -
i dreamt, i think, of paradise
(it's hard to say!)
she's waiting for the door to close
lying in bed she wonders if he knows -
& in the back of her head blood's beating...
hey, don't be anxious, you'll be fine
you can always find the time -
some things happen by design
the demonstration's still the same
said the clouds to the sun to the rain...
there's nothing else in paradise
(it's hard to say)
hey, don't be faithless, you'll be fine
apocalyptic & resigned -
some things happen by design
hey! don't be anxious, you'll be fine
you can always find the time -
some things happen by design.
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9. |
Dalmatian
04:58
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never thought he'd see the day
a continental shelf
he'd always kept things to himself
in the port of san diego bay
exploring every depth
a plastic bag around his neck
eyes are open in the rain
to see the water rise
suffocating all the while
'she went that way'
the dalmatians say
apartment on the ocean bed
searching every wreck
& every unlocked treasure chest
often coming up for air
he's got the bends, again,
counting slowly down from ten
she'd already left.
the dalmatians wept
'so careful, then -'
he'd already tried his best
monopolising oxygen!
he's not suffering another small death...
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10. |
Spooky Action
04:17
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i should hire somebody to split the science
i'm trying, sublimely,
to figure out where the feeling sits
a submarine flits between the ferns in a pond
three month sanctum
(i'm thinking i should've thanked you!)
i'm trying, divining, to figure out why i waited...
but we could be celebrating, later, then
i dreamt that i'm levitating -
woke up illuminated!
& we could be celebrating, later...
my best friend is moving away
in the daytime we play in the shade.
my best friend is moving away
in the daytime
in the daytime....
instant strangers: the internet as arranger.
i'm sleeping, straining
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
& we could be celebrating, later, then
i dreamt that we're levitating.
wake up and dedicate her!
(perpetual celebrations later...)
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11. |
Broadway / Othered
06:57
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i'll spill my skull in pieces
i'll be stapled to my bed
& what i thought were nightmares was the scenery instead
(on the outside)
i'll slip upon a pool of blood
land softly in my bed
& what i thought were nightmares were just movies in my head
& what i thought were nightmares was my autopsy instead
& how am i supposed to live if i'm living in my head?
(on the outside)
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