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windowsill
03:08
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I walked myself in circles yesterday
I locked myself out of my house
keeping all my promises this year
and the cold has kept my cuttings
from blossoming in my windowsill
in my windowsill
I'm erasing
I'm erasing
we were clawing at flowers that fed us no fruit
a monumental difference between,
a shatter of pottery left at the scene and
the acid of tongue when we say what we mean and I
talked myself inside out
I only spoke words of interference
I hid my face as the phone rang
that dialtone echoing sound
ashamed that my tears were too loud
the light crept in
bleary-eyed
coffee breath
and the cold has kept my cuttings from blossoming in my windowsill
in my windowsill
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2. |
mt. laurel
05:11
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all the time we spend in little hells
cutting my foot on the tiniest fucking blade of grass
poor ladybug looking up at a
squealing man
burning my books cause I hate the way I look
when I'm honest
get me to the summit so I see that all these stains are microscopic
for now I'm so far gone
gone, gone
if there was a way we could see clearly in the fog
rising up to altitude, numbing as skin unthaws
clutching to our promises, loose ends & dopamine
huffing in the painful
breathing deeply as humans breathe
wings of our fathers & mothers we lost in between
we broke at the summit of laurel
the gleam
of her last cigarette
lit up my world
and there we fell...
I'll climb forever more.
(this is all I can help myself with
isn't all pain the same?
every single sound is fleeting
everything in life's retreating
everything in life's repeating)
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3. |
the merchant
03:38
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no place to lay my head
life's getting colder
autumn starts to fade
fog swallows the day
at least the sight of snow will try to console me
I've paced this line before
and seeing my breath...
panhandle exchange
I put my hands in my pockets again
begging for change
as if he knew you'd try & take his advice
I used to be a monarch
I used to kiss her on the neck
and now I'm fucking no one
I'll sleep without a bed
at least I think I know who's on my side
these imperial crooks can't feel their crimes
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4. |
birdbath
05:30
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I remember the night we swore that
we'd never outlive we gave it
all of sixteen years in the foothills
streetlights keeping up for the lonely
handful of kids who were woke too early
coming clean with ourselves just barely
midnight, mother's asleep we carried
secrets in a jansport bag and
moved quick startling the canaries
blue feathers in cages upstairs
our footsteps always shook
the house
from the ground
we took our shoes off
one of us grabbed the football
as we made our way to a portable classroom
hideout
shuffled on
through the yard
foot hit the pavement
we crossed with spirits
being flagrant kids making noise outside at night
we built ourselves a shelter
we poured for freedom helping
us make sense of place and time we spent
on god's green earth we're tiny
filaments of a mother's making
love you, sorry I kept sneaking out
playing my favorite album from
a dumb phone, considering love in a hushed
tone I wonder if you feel incomplete?
incomplete.
and we take off all our clothes
and go swim the city pool
you would think we lost a bet
I don't think we ever slept
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5. |
feudal japan
02:51
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you feel it taking over.
the clock starts ticking.
the clock starts ticking.
action out of honor.
the clock keeps ticking.
the clock keeps ticking.
friendly to my neighbor
friendly to the fauna
in her eyes is the world.
in her eyes is the world.
I know you can tell...
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6. |
anthem for concern
05:33
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asking for directions
confide in your help
painting pictures of you
'cause I have nothing better to do
but I can't stand it in your clothes
covered up my skin with your wardrobe
stitches tugging at the sleeve
I'm leaving this behind
and trying to sleep when your synapses see
only fractions of dreams
of someone else's it seems
we left our central state
in search for life in a freeway
the smoke wouldn't lift from the windshield
left palm sweating
your eyes were telling from the whiskey
but I can't stand it in your clothes
covered up my skin with your wardrobe
stitches tugging at the sleeve
I'm leaving this behind
and trying to sleep when your synapses see
only fractions of dreams
of someone else's it seems
trying to sleep
when your synapses scream
in refractions that gleam
of someone else's dream
and you're losing your hope
as you grab for the rope
try and reel yourself in
try and reel yourself in.
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7. |
cherry blossom
04:30
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lay around and wait for hours
couldn't help to move your feel
study movements subtle in the branches
at the same time both arteries & dancers
lines in the sand carved from the human hand
never had a good reason to understand
if I only move my feet out of compulsion
could I ever sway stable as the blossoms
I'll wait
to bloom
when all is said and done
we'll fall asleep in the sun
from trying to bury our roots
and finding a place in the new
the pedals in your hair
and gorgeous as they seem
they gift your best esteem
esteem, esteem yeah
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8. |
warmer weather
04:35
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heading south
hit a sheets
headfirst
blurred speech I'll leave you
because my able body told me I should
I'll love you
because your pillow talk is out of this world
warm air sits atop a mountainside
too steep to climb
I can't feel this anyways
I'm numb
I am hanging by a thread
I'm slow to the pitch
needing home
where is home?
get to home.
get to home.
crawling back to (home)
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