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Amish Heaven
05:04
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lay my head down
just a moment
Hadrian's wall crumbles on it
orange sheets and
bathroom sonnets
ring true but we musn't flaunt it
does Amish heaven look the same?
will the azaleas resume their reign?
with rain
in shame for Shane
Jenny hold my
clammy wise palms
we'll tickle geese out on the calm
wooded paddle
splashed your bonnet
ring it out in bathroom sonnets
this Amish heaven feels mundane
yet the azaleas resume their reign
with pain
not just another game
*robotic gods speaking* "Does Amish heaven look the same?"
climb aboard the drones to Amish heaven
let the candles and goat-cheese light the way
you'll find me waiting with a sack of potatoes
we'll sow wild oats and keep those hungry men at bay
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2. |
Summer Sites
04:28
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hand-cut tweed sunken into leather seats
tailing a patriot's woeful dues
kissing on a strawberry slurpee cigarette
peering at me with some of death's regret
honey i'm rusted out
on the edge of town
did you really doubt
that these summer sights would leave us blinded?
well i surmise..
swerve past the cyborgs on their life support
digitalizing the mark of once man's land
soon to be a refuge for more toxic breeze
but for now come lie down and soak up the trees
well honey i'm head over heels
for the demand in yield
of overgrown addicts
in the new age
but how new could we get?
*unintelligible alien french*
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3. |
Of Dust and Corrosion
03:07
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*poem*
*testimony of the fallen*
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Behold the Autumn Thyme
04:16
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you're making my hair stand, honey child
you're spreading your pollen, you bee you
you're curling your tongue again
bedecked all in those sequins
you're blooming the willows and ivory
they're slithering up to your knees
you contrast, a lovelier other
wine-splattered sheets paint a summer
the thousand hills home lies on a still
but it won't move unless you will
just waltz through the tide and flutter in stride
and when you return, behold the autumn thyme
the roses, they're blooming upon your cheeks
and so i fall soft to my knees
your needles of silk are intertwined
but dear, don't wither in winter mind
you're trembling limbs in your sleep again
linger in these sheets for one moment
but there you fly to wherever it suits
and i'm still, sunken deep in your aspen roots
*the thousand hills home lies on a still
but it won't move unless you will
just waltz through the tide and flutter in stride
and when you return, behold the autumn thyme
*once more
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Survey Emporium
04:52
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so all we
know is what we see
there's no relativity
just piles of limousines
and delirious
delirious lust
where's your television screen?
is this really all you need?
or are you holding out for something more obscene?
seas seated
eager for a please, a fuss, or bust
what more could you ask for?
but still, you come back
oh, what a bore
oh, what a bore
* the meaning of life in a brief summary*
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distant shrieking seeking familiar channels on the tube
reflect picture portrait of a future expression of you
dissolve conscious cravings, settle for tasteful appetite
peeping behind blindfolds retrace pupils oh, what a sight
aphrodisiac queen
gentrification supreme
enigma scrambled oscillate between dreams
is this what that you meant?
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7. |
Kiss Your Kids
04:58
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the saints all tell me
each of my wrongs
but i know that i've been worse
there's no hegemony
inside my head
therefore, nothing can come first
i keep building enemies
and fill grails with timidity
leprosy, it fills me
with remorse
like some southern humidity
Herodotus told me that
there's no hope
just like there wasn't
a score ago
i stole my brother a big chess set
and he burn it like an Eskimo*
she's a fellow
a different fellow
she's a fellow
he's a fellow
her eyes hydrangeas
in full bloom
though they withered a week ago
peripheral dangers
tail behind
with a light that rivals Rhode's
walk a mile
in someone else's hair
and find your way across the film
i sourced myself
reliable friends
but they were foiled in the kiln
Herodotus told me that
there's no hope
just like there wasn't
a score ago
i stole my brother a big chess set
and he burn it like an Eskimo*
she's a fellow
a different fellow
from Monticello
and she's always yellow
*ensued toddler laughter*
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