1. |
Goomba Stomp
03:07
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The conversation
dimmed down a little bit
Congregated
at the underpass
“Overcompensation…”
muttered the dilettante
through teeth of wax gone soft in the sun
And what, exactly
quickens your blood
where pulls your marrow?
Were you born with eyes too wide
before your vision narrowed?
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2. |
Cellophane Clocks
02:58
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I have covered all the clocks
in cellophane
and I, I watch the world pass by
through stained glass panes
Hold
the picture of a
Girl
you never knew
Time
shortchanges
You
Sat
down by the riverside
I hid my eyes
Reflected in the water
were the cattle led to the slaughter
So it goes
Hold
the picture of a
Girl
you never knew
Time
shortchanges
You
and in a number of days
and in a matter of ways
the taste of smoke
takes on the shape of flame
i fold my hands like i fold my days
into paper cranes paper ships
that sink all the same
the carpet is being pulled on you and i
the carpet is being pulled on you and i
the carpet is being pulled
on you and i
Hold
the picture of a
Girl
you never knew
Time
shortchanges
You
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3. |
Attention! Shopkeeper
03:26
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“In times of great cruelty,
ample opportunity
for compassion and camaraderie”
I said sort of stupidly
Shopkeeper, we appear to have a
Thief
She holds our letters
and may be armed to the teeth
Truth be told, her bags did hold
Amongst the rags
Tattered paperbacks
Waiting for the cops to arrive,
we wasted no time
To discuss our evening plans
Interrupted by she:
handcuffed to the till.
Oh, is she weeping still?
Did you truly believe
That she was a bad seed?
Object
Spectacle
For your children to see
Shopkeeper
Another criminal off the street
Shopkeeper
You’ve got mouths to feed
Truth be told, her bags did hold
Amongst the rags
Tattered paperbacks
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4. |
Terracotta Sunroom
02:56
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Born in a wreck
Or should I say,
a terracotta sunroom
Eyes wet with lime
he cocked the blinds
and spoke of an heirloom
Loss of balance
Lots of faith
Show yourself
Terra Incognita
He chewed on light,
Salvations might
A wingless seraph
Spoke not of alms
he lined his palms
Loss of balance
Lots of faith
Show yourself
Terra Incognita
Loss of balance
Lots of faith
Born without hands
Born without grace
Show me your hands
They are not bleeding
Put out your hands
Put out your hands
Put out your hands
and cross yourself
Put out your hands
and cross yourself (commune)
Put out your hands
and cross yourself
Put out your hands
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5. |
Picture Perfect
04:15
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Flecks of spit gone stiff
At the corners of his mouth
A new openness to
those paranoid styles
which you know well
better at times than yourself
Picture perfect
Colour correction
Picture perfect
In love with an image
In love with a picture
of Her
Which serves to dwell in the mind
Do you mind placeholders?
(Not quite)
The memory of sight outweighs
the weight of her touch
Picture perfect
Colour correction
Picture perfect
In love with an image
Projections on a wall
which she provides for your slideshow
The distance between
all that you desire, but do not know
Picture perfect
Picture perfect
Picture perfect
Colour correction
Picture perfect
In love with an image
Projections on a wall
which she provides for your slideshow
The distance between
all that you desire, but do not know
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6. |
Fences
04:42
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I am generous
Oh, so generous
I take some of my Very Important Time
To explain to you what’s wrong
with your paradigm
Just a pair of dimes
That’s all it would take
for me to call you brethren
you might weather the question
of whether or not
whether or not
whether or not I might ask you to
STOP
and I sat atop fences
and I gave no thought to the consequences
I am virtuous
Virtuous paragon
Pay my taxes, take my vitamins, read Seneca
After morning swim at the
Y, Y, Y
Y, Y, Y
Y M C A
and I sat atop fences
and I gave no thought to the consequences
from up here my vantage
is endlessly enlightening
and I sat atop fences
and I gave no thought to the consequences
from up here my vantage
is endlessly enlightening
Get a job = Get ahead
pull yourself up
by each tenuous thread
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7. |
Slouching Like a Seraph
03:52
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Lorelai laid on some way
down the road
All the signs got tangled up
at the outpost
With a silk scarf
on the sofa
by the seaside
Drowning in tar
In her thoughts, she checked her watch
and cut a swath
through a crowd so broad
Slouching like a seraph
with it’s wings freshly clipped
I opened my mouth
and the words just dripped
With a silk scarf
on the sofa
by the seaside
Drowning in tar
With a silk scarf
on the sofa
by the seaside
Drowning in tar
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