1. |
I.
00:33
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atlas, hold onto the earth
when you're unsure of your worth
...why does your grip slip, atlas?
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2. |
syngnathidae
05:25
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moonlight -
currents crashing on the corals
movements never satisfy
with the lights off
tube worms pulsing to rhythms unknown
to the rest of the ocean
(syngnathidae)
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3. |
up my skirt
03:54
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don't be blowing smoke up my skirt
i'm not some runaway looking for work
i'm a poor girl singing into phones
of synthesized dreams
where the cable never ends
where the water runs wide
and my lips taste like white wine
all the time
come destroy me
please destroy me again
i swear a travesty's occurred although
i never said a word
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4. |
II. - III.
00:36
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she's with us all in our novels and our needles
she's with us all in our dying and our breathing
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5. |
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i've been daydreaming
about breaking a wine glass between my teeth
but the car crash /// cracked cartilage reeks
of untimely defeat
so i'll keep on living 'til the beat stops giving me
sweet relief
i've been dreaming of:
vultures
thieves
dolphins raping below my feet
not that it means anything to anybody but me
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6. |
you and me and
02:32
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i need the beach
i need to see
not everything that floats
is a popped balloon
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7. |
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even in the palms of a dentist
a child can bloom
and burst out
and swim down
and find light
from an anglerfish
dangerous thrills of floating head attractions
dinosaur above, it's not that you never loved
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8. |
crow with coral teeth
03:01
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on your head:
a halo of coral molars
on your lips:
colored morals
on your hands:
the shredded skin of resistance to your shackles
(i just want to) hide
and wait out winter's dreary moments
please don't stay 'til summer
solstice
i've got (something else in mind)
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9. |
IV.
00:40
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( )
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10. |
strreetvvorm lswpla
02:38
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a shot of rain for your platitudes
a soothing jewel of vicissitude
your glitch-inherent eyelids
a shiny ring from your old high school
never dancing
should be dancing
i am oftentimes preoccupied
with making sure my glasses stay clean
i'm in and out of the bitter bathypelagic half-way homes
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11. |
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you die to die -
you are not too big to die
where is my son?
who has my son?
i don't want to have to go on alone
you are not too big to die
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