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Tragedy
04:21
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I live inside a tragedy
With smoke machines and light technicians
An actor seeking actors
For a short lived fairy vision
I want the curved lens
Of the world pointing this way
I want the curved eye
Of your day looking for me
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Tombs - they are idle, their rumble is birth.
A hiccup in the nothing dark.
Through circle windows, the days dive below the sea.
They land in mouths with such angular teeth.
The season of the sea
The season of the sea is for
endless swallow
I will swallow...
we will swallow...
but the sea
will swallow it all.
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Triangle
05:28
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April shaft of electric shake
condensed days of nuclear testing
Underground those two, undersea,
the atoms splitting.
It is always happening somewhere
pedestals and niche, paddles, and holy writ, to replace
evolution.
Overhang
Those words seethe
see through
oh...........................
over telephones, over dinner and guns,
over dead bodies, consider beer and ink.
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Doll to The Pavement
07:12
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My tongue is dying
On the steps of your doorway
Laying blood down, laying it down
Laying blood down, laying it down
With a canister, I walk the highways
Late in life, with a lazy sun
Late in life, with a lazy sun
Donors unbeknownst
Long drinks with strangers
A rag to my mouth, A doll to the pavement
A rag to my mouth, A doll to the pavement
Red through the skin-melted sunlight
Bones wrapped around doorknobs
An ear-marked orifice plunge
An ear-marked orifice plunge
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