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the Sump
04:43
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There’s a sump inside of me
And all may see the mark it leaves
In colours of a bruise
A tattoo that I didn’t choose
There’s a sump inside of me
So every thought I think
Is first drawn through its stink
And all may see the mark it leaves
Low space, low space
Low space that never drains
At the lowest point in me
Collected negativity
There’s a sump inside of me
So every thought I think
Is first drawn through its stink
And all may see the mark it leaves
This sump inside of me
Seeping to my skin
In colours of a bruise
A tattoo that I didn’t choose
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2. |
Get the Belt
04:13
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Get the belt
The belt
Get the belt
Leather, silver buckle
It’s a long, strange trip
In this wilderness
I’ve found that
Leather, silver buckle – get it
Get the belt
The belt
Get the belt
Leather, silver buckle
Do your worst
Get it
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the Shallows
06:02
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The shallows
Unmoored, adrift
This raft, keel-less
Alone, at sea
Landscape persists
Horizon is fixed
This landscape persists
The shallows
Sink into sand
Reptilian eggs
The lizard, its scales
Are shed – the tail
Is dropped, regrows
Begin anew
The shallows
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Cliff Face
05:59
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I’ve been climbing this for years
Through bad decisions made
Interminable
Irrevocable
Featureless, their wall
With nothing to hold onto
Indomitable
Intolerable
Ploughing the furrow of his own little mania
Prepossessed, he shapes his every word
This gardener, playful, with confidence deliberate
Reaches up to gain his next plateau
See their anvil dropped
The ax, it fell
A ways behind
Seconds late
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Good Pedestrian
05:24
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Good pedestrian
Filled with spite
If this were a spacewalk
We'd not survive
I've been inconvenienced
By other people
Walking in diagonals
They drift into my path
I get enraged
Such mindlessness
Such poor pavement etiquette
Engenders bitter thoughts
Coffinaut
Your sarcophagus your spacesuit
Tethered to a satellite
In orbit for all time
Coffinaut, deadly spacewalk
Be a good pedestrian
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Black Triangle
05:34
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Draw back one curtain
Face the clock to the wall
Fluff up your pillow
Put your sunglasses on
Fasten a button
Unwind your watch
Take a quarter-step backwards
Put your hand to the wall
So that I appear
It’s in your dreams we can talk
Play my menial game
I have access to technology
From beyond the frontier
I’ve so had it with this plane
I’m taking off, won’t hear from me again
‘Cause I’ve so had it with this plane
Look up at this time – desert sky at night
Red lights in the sky, triangle on high
So that I appear
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