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I said it seemed queer, the headgear
And he seemed to snort through it, at that.
It seemed that some fool stray nebule
Had led his gyroscopic senses to smell some sort of rat.
The only advice I could find to spare
(Though I’d found how to fare
In the thickening air)
Was “Stay small and beware”.
And keep that mask on...you better keep that mask on…
And just be placidly manic, like, all of the time.
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Kids Alive
00:34
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Oh, God! This bedroom is a mess
But I’ll give us pass
Cause who’d ever guess?
And I kept the kids alive
And you kept the kids alive
And we kept the kids alive
And that’s more than enough for today.
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Hale-Bopp Bop
01:12
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In a field I found it’s real:
There’s rocks in outer space.
Spread across the night, embossed
In fire its tail I trace.
All the laws I’d thought it’s cause
Themselves in turn enslaved.
Alabaster, true disaster.
Raster right and wave.
Where are you?
Another meadow domed in spray.
When are you?
If all according than a quarter life away.
Who are you?
It’s not so much for me to say.
Why are you?
…….
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You can love me when you feel above me.
Leave me if you don’t believe me.
But whatever you choose
Just don’t do it for the kids.
You can laugh at my every gaffe
And cry cause you wanna die
But whatever you choose
Just don’t do it for the kids.
Ignore them, or adore them.
Just be sure not to do it for them.
Restore you, I implore you.
Bring the things you deserve in towards you.
They’ll be fine.
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5. |
What Was Good
00:49
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Watching while you watch so sweetly
Clears my thorny patch completely.
Let’s drink and dwell on what was good.
Dwell on what was good.
Raise each arm (of which I’ve 8 now).
We harmonize. We resonate now.
Let’s drink and dwell on what was good.
Like moonlight on mountains
Or on the clover springing up like fountains.
Or dancing to Desmond Dekker.
Oh what luck to have a say in what you will remember.
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Mission Ave
02:03
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Mission Ave, I’m on one of my own.
Lost, alone, the party’s found the same way home.
Still-tied shoes remind me, ooh, last night
Or worse the flight.
The reason no less clear by light.
Four and a score silent lanes to prove
In only an hour the sky can move
Me up from the balcony into the blue.
As if I need to tell you.
It’s the rush that makes me so nervous
About the rust. I’d only leave it if I must.
It’s the smoke that makes strange houses seem
Inviting
No ostiary waits for me.
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Evelyn
01:36
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Evelyn, who would tell you it was not worth knowing?
Who could claim the pain outweighs the joy in growing?
Not me, not me. Maybe some.
I have known the dark fears of bodies betraying.
I have lain this brain on the rail to hear the train saying
“All is done. All is done. Go to sleep.”
But if you were here and feeling
I might think twice.
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HVAC
00:37
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Bless the ants and the loop they closed to kill the HVAC.
Just the one path to shunt so the window rose open for me.
Cycling in the wind. Another circuit to spin.
Let’s just keep it this way.
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Elubatel
00:56
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Three blows to the North, the South, the East.
Three more to the West to send The Beast.
He don’t care a hair on a pinhead.
Boundless power streams.
He’ll be there to meet you in your dreams.
Oh, Elubatel.
Welcome home and what the hell.
Sorry. That? It’s just a turn of phrase.
Now you’re back in town
Grab a seat, let your wings down.
Tell me, starting with the end of days.
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Heeltoe
00:51
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Heel, toe planting
With the northward-slanting
Shadow.
Winter-warm forenoon.
Each branch lower
Then the last one. Show her
How your arms frame a
Chesire moon.
Go high, my son.
My child, my gravity well.
For you they’re spun.
They bend, for you, as they swell.
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Rams Beat Hawks
01:14
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There are two ways I’ll never be.
Helmet/pads and empathy.
One was a childhood fantasy.
One was a whale, a grail, a fail for me.
Hours and hours on Two Farm hill
Running those childish ad-hoc drills.
I put in the work. I work it still.
You gave the mirth, two births, a dearth of skill.
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Spacer
00:43
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Lay a spacer ‘cross the thread.
I’m not sure why but I trust what she said.
Keep the muscle loose as lead.
Give it some heat, now, and look at it spread.
Oh.
I can tend both brick and bone.
I can bend the bits I’ve grown.
I can mourn us on my own.
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Bonaparte
01:12
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The line is segmentless but once we start
To enumerate you rend my braid apart.
You play Cassandra. I’ll be Bonaparte.
No one believes you.
I was waging war as art.
I’ll be St Sebastian. You be Joan of Arc.
We’ll die again and again.
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New Rx
01:38
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Watch more closely than you watch usually
Just in case you see
Any changes in mood and be sure to tell me
Immediately.
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Open Window
01:25
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Where I Died
00:57
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This is the bathroom where I died
Beneath the new fluorescent light.
The fan cost a pretty penny
And the caulking cost my life.
Oh, what a place to find your end.
Oh, what place to find a friend.
This is the hallway where I died.
Fossilized vomit to imply
That a cat once lived here
And I’ll see him on the other side.
Oh, what a place to find my end.
Oh, what a place to find my friend.
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The Onesies Charlotte, North Carolina
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