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Tether
03:12
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Seems it’s always turning on a dime
Anodyne casing filled with noise
While I was catching up
Something was spilling over
Over the side, saturated in time
Make me a point of view
Always a task to do
It’s there where are finding all that we are
Murky as an early morning
Turning on a wheel of fortune
Habits formed from trying
Roll a die
Wondering what’s in charge?
Raised to the highest power
But there’s no time
Time is splitting an I
Sounding what it’s like
An animal pulling its tether
Different every time
Haphazardly bundled together
Take it anodyne
With the balance keeping uneven
Sounding what it’s like
An animal pulling its tether
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Drain Waste Vent
04:12
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Dull shock ad nauseam
Good or bad? Either way it’s only
Useful as you make it
Calling for something’s not what I’m made of
Good grief what a mess
Turning up stones wherever it goes
And at least couldn’t it not break through to the
Dead weight of my body?
Body’s tired
It doesn’t know what I’m doing
Work or play? Leave me to salvage what remains
Time to check up with new sources
Turning up stones whatever you know
And at least it makes worries irrelevant
And now to reach inside of a heart
As if to extract a whole
That appointment is postponed
But only slightly
Waiting on a sound
Something’s been postponing singing songs
Noisy old mens implicitly reactionary?
Reacting to something’s not what I’m made of
Frozen in my body, taking too long to cough up the words
Corpus callosum’s intact more or less
And now the surgery that’s been done
Congratulations are won to the next in line
Postponed: a heart in ribbons
Turning on a dime
Heart in ribbons
Glitter bursting
Full of presents
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Xmas Beetles
00:52
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Smokesign
03:35
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Fires burning all the time
I’m in my own fire making signs
Signals of faraway pain
Most couldn’t register
Life strives to stay live
Advertising screens fire
Whatever’s around
All ground is dry
Smoke signs are warning us now
Affordable living’s moving out
Signal sent away
Travels up the wire
No organic life
Plant or animal
Water in a cell
Plasma in an egg
Keeping cool the squishy head
Life strives to stay live
Without the signs
Affordable living’s moving out
Advertising screens fire
Whatever’s around
All ground is dry
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