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cursive rain
00:38
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1. (0:38) the cursive rain writes letters on the puddles of this night missing you is the only way i can move as fast as light ø
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moss grows back
01:27
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2. moss grows back (1:27) all i know is what this morning grows as last night’s seed has been eaten by crows and spat back out to the hungry mouths of the chirping chicks ø the birds recycle what they pick off the mossy back of the 3-toed sloth ø i am that sloth i crawl and i cough through mists of slumber that wipe me off and spin me around and truncate my crown so much has happened who am i now? ø ø
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knotfull
01:59
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3. (2:00) yer not full ø the inside of yr brain’s the outside of a cage ø what i can’t fold can’t fit into that soul foul ball ø overflow so nothing will sit or fit well ø from one to one to sun and sun i’m under skies with no hands up ø ø
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roll into empty tomb
02:48
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4. roll into empty tomb (2:48) birthday wishes whistle in the wind where money grows like children ø i reverse the winged dragon candles out sit seat settled in the perfume of diamonds ø tomb is open roll on in ø wishing wishes were prayer without the work wishing prayers were prayers that worked licking dishes kissing crumbs off tongues soft fish lips spit fizzle dribbles off my sleeve sauce pools drool soaked sardine spot on while eyes gaze off that look has caught on ø i’m never going to wash that blood stain out as long as i live i’m never going to let somebody bleed on this shirt again ø i’m never going to let somebody sneeze no god bless you amen ø ø trying to fish in different wishing wells penny in a fountain cast yet more dry spells cast my nets my load is copper full heads up coins belly up entire schools ø ø ø
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shiverfull
01:39
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5. shiverfull (1:40) trying to think up something to say ø trying to say anything i think anything to fill my time sprays away ø fill my time with time so i won’t pray if i say enough i won’t have to pray ø i’m so cold shiverbones lay the gold lie down in mold ø ø through ringing years and stinging fears but out of these shoes jump our souls and into these ovens shove the coals ø out of these cuts young come from old ø ø
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rain ghost
01:47
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6. rain ghost (1:47) there’s a tiger in the birdhouse a bloodbath birdbath night ø missing you is the only way i can move as fast as light ø ø the cursive rain writes letters on the puddles and my clothes ø how i see you without eyes smell you with no nose a ghost ø ø can yr heart scream so to be heard under the waves? is this whisper enough to carry through the rain? ø ø
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tincup violin
02:05
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7. tincup violin (2:05) i'm not begging for yr symphonies violins in my tincup i’m not asking please ø clatter of the coin splatter in and out of time hollering for quarters cos i cannot snare a dime ø conducting my arms without waving my alms about ø ø feeding off a nipple of a cow within my heart and everybody knows that that is just the start turtleshell and rabbitpelt are wrapped around my head there’s wind between my teeth and a meeting in my bed øø
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moonquake
01:19
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8. (1:19) i don’t deserve dessert ø we float through clouds in a crowd ø the music of my flute doesn’t hurt ø ø my ransom is three cotton shirts ø ø and i can’t bury any dirt ø
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dusty page
02:46
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9. (2:46) throw the door open when a hand becomes a knock throw the heart into the lock throw the books inside the box ø yr house is empty but it seems so full to me full of dreams and you and me and things we thought we’d think we never would believe ø clearing rooms getting clearer getting closer and now it’s time to clear the air this empty house is louder now than if everyone was there ø but all i hear is breathing even though i’m choked silence it is speaking and fear blends into hope ø ø and i’ll run up and down and come back and i’ll run round and run around come back and i’ll run to town sit down come back yer the present i’m the past ø every bookshelf that i clear is just more papers to lug every arm that i hug with every trip upon the rug ø what’s it like to be buried under 90 pounds of books? what’s it like to be staring with dictionary looks? Ø yr house is shrieking but it seems quiet to me peace sneaks up to tap me on the back the door tells me to leave ø ø
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seismic rain
01:38
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10. seismic rain (1:38) i’m made from the ground yer made for the water we’ve made it this far we’re made for the other ø making mistakes is making this harder no editing out bad notes or bad fathers no taking apart what these gods have soldered fused but used up all the problems allotted transferring causes from son to the daughter ø we’re made to go on and still to grow farther my roots on the pond my bark that has rotted the rainfall is strange the sunshine feels odder ø you make up my ground i drink up yr water ø seismic rain rawest rain estranged rain just plain rain sloppy rain messy rain indefinite rain awful rain anxious rain sidetracked rain ø distracted and yet getting drenched sweaty wet as the mud gets me stuck i can’t move i can’t quit ø ø we’ll make it or something ø
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spawning the stew
01:33
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11. (1:33) (fish) (bony fish) (bream) ø
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12. the fang, the fang, the golden tooth (2:25) the moon shines from a distance it’s desolate rock when yer on top the lights color the earth but i’m burning up when i get too close to the sun ø the fang the fang the poison tooth i’d stick my head inside for you and i’d lift anyone to the sunrays first a way of giving my friends a worse sunburn ø and i won’t tuck you in when I’m so tuckered out ø ø so i’ll light this darkened room with a flashlight and you see that this lamp is not the sun and it can never be and half the words we write are the ones we thought we’d thought but the sentences we need the most stay fragments scraps lines and dots ø and i won’t be suckered in so i’m just shutting down ø ø the sunlight grabs my eyelids tugging them open as my dreams fight to keep them closed and that means it’s over for tonight so i’ll let the dream spill out and i recount it twice next time a detail fades away smile ok nod yr head pleasant nice ø but i’m not shutting up unless you switch me off ø ø the fang the fang the golden tooth i’d press my hand on it for you and i’d hope the antidote was near but you’d be the one to live with that new fear ø swan swan carcrash guts in the bottom of a bucket of capital Rs the trees sprout horseheads at noon while the waitress serves us buckets of tar ø umbrellas umbrellas umbrellas umbrellas ø
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infinity lures
01:55
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13. (1:55) we left the lure inside the fish’s mouth and all went off to sleep and dreamed the dreams of cloudy heads and smallmouthed kids with shiny teeth ø the scales would not wash off the fish would not be lost our hands are drying off ø yr dad’s electric motor started sputtered and soon it was dead ø did he not plug it in all night? do salty worms live in his head? do purple worms fit in a can that fits within his brain pain? did our lines get tangled? will you give me a hand man? Ø (there’s too much work to do ø but what about the rest of us?) ø ø the lines go from our windows cross the lake into the fishes’ mouths every house has got one and the strings all cross at right angles ø can you feel ‘er tugger on yr shutters little feller? feller can you tugger on yr shutters little brother? we found the lure afloat within the hidden cove of cattail groves so tie another on we hear the fish’s song and start to row ø the fish would not be lost but all was not for naught ø
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firefull
02:47
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14. (2:47) the sun saps human syrup day by day our energy til we are dry and in the grave ø the sewer cave is firefull of synergy and when you go to sleep you’ll say ø these splinters are worth it ø i’ll carry these needles and the ones that stay will stay because they go with the grain ø
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trumpet song
02:26
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15. trumpet song (2:26) sharp rocks and sticks from trees i used none of these ø my stomping feet could’ve crushed yr queen but i used none of these ø i didn’t mean to harm but you still stung ø you didn’t know but now you will hear my trumpet song ø ø i am unarmed ø i tripped yr alarm ø still the circle creeping sleeping being careful ø circle incomplete and now the bee didn’t mean to cause you harm ø ø ø
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falling rain
02:14
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16. falling rain (2:14) i heard you love the sound of falling rain ø i see you love the sight of falling rain ø ø more than anything i think ø i think more than anything ø i think you love the thought of falling rain more than anything ø ø cos every day around here it falls i never see you looking at it at all so i think you love the thought of falling rain more than anything ø ø cos i heard you love the sound of falling rain so would you please describe it to me? is it the gurgle as it swirls on down the drain? or the pitter pat against the window pane? the drizzle drop is that just too plain? the squelching slop as it erases stains? or when the thunder booms from just a house away? or just the way you say you love the rain? ø ø
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sharkbubbles
02:37
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17. sharkbubbles (2:37) am i tying these days in place with my practices and prayers? or do i watch as they unravel and try to hold them by the tail? ø ø fell overboard grabbed a dangling line held on for dear life dragged through the night ø ø watch the sharks play in the bubbles you breathe out ø ø i can spin this my way i can turn the world over i can shake this web and bring the spider closer ø ø
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raftman terrier
02:20
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18. raftman terrier (2:19) are you enjoying where you put yr feet? the unearthly well of the meat ø smallmouth largemouth apex terrier ø terror of the neighborhood the undercarrier ø ø ø raftman push me on down the river ø ø
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19. (3:53) can we just stay here complaining and laughing? ø raining and unclear if we are dreaming ø friendly and slowly we make it out of ø the place where we only know how to speak of ø friendly and slowly we may get out of this place where we know we know how to keep up ø ø we make it unclear ø ø slowly lowly holy ø a place of intention and into a cloud ø crowd ø ø ø
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just myopic
03:06
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20. just myopic (3:06) i’m entitled to be overexcited or underwhelmed that i am uninvited ø yr party is so rich and fancy i am just not made for dancing ø i tell you maybe but i know i’m going if i arrive alive that might be all i’m knowing ø i am undeveloped i am microscopic i am underneath i am undecided ø i fade out of focus i am microscopic ø i am not lying i am just dishonest ø you won’t allow me to own my items ø i slip back because i own these idols ø ø i float with geese i sit on top of the pond but i will not fly south and i will not go on ø i will fly no longer i will sit forever ø i know it’s wrong but flight is not much better ø i am undeveloped i am microscopic i am easily missed and i have gotten off topic ø i divide by zero multiply by minus ø i am not just small cos i am uninspired ø i’m not migrating i am not just lazy ø you don’t pursue me cos it’s no fun not chasing ø i fade out of focus i am microscopic ø i am not lying i am just dishonest ø i am irrational ø ø
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trilobite wine
02:56
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21. (2:56) i thought that i’d feel fine but fine is my all the time ø but the green is just more apples turned to wine ø but the wine is just more shine in my eyes but the apple is more wine in my sight ø ø i keep running from the one that i love looking for the one that i crave ø ø the yellow light ignites a brief fire in my sight but the green is just more apples turning unripe ø and now that i’m where i want to be isn’t there anywhere else i could ever be? ø my eyes have seen the hope my hands can’t feel to grow but i’m scrubbing with this soap though the seeds can’t be unsown ø ø i thought that i’d feel fine but fine is my all the time but the green is just more apples turning to wine ø ø ø
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lungfar
03:53
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22. lungfar (3:53) “the tiny cuts in yr skin / they let a little fresh air in / you dilate yr opening / and when it starts to gush START TO SING” – dhiggs/lungfish “descender”
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