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We Love Shoreline Blood
03:48
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and your world is kind of weepy
feather carved on the door
“going blind never so easy”
written on the bathroom floor
we’ll find one way
we love shore line blood
with its foam and silt and gray
can you define the wisest sleeper?
or disappoint the strips and crooks?
was there frost or do I believe her?
simmer sign simmer light simmer looks
whatever’s at our side is not cynical
tied to the crannies and nooks
debtors at my side stay away from us
black as the moss in the brook
of course the wise advise you meet us
it’s good advise that no one took
flowers pretend that they are weeds
and throw themselves into the brook
sing right or go away
feel churned moon light time
by the moon you stay
feather in the light look you cynical
feather in the char and the soot
whenever our time is at pinnacle
feral will the time ever look
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maybe when I know my age
is more than a typo
the sea will fall right into my arms
follow you to the bay
free as of tomorrow
for some things
I can glow and drink
ooo why not?
feels just like I thought it would
when I hear you that way...
when I hear what you have borrowed
I feel real stuck to you again
as permanent as my name
easy to swallow
go sit down and explain
ooo why not?
feels just like I thought it would
way down
the world is split open
and all our eyes are gouged
and I’m so distracted
do you wanna run away?
make love in a barrel?
make ends meet
winter to spring?
ooo why not?
feels just like I thought it would
way down
in the light
when I’m gone
will you feel
I’m gone?
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Blue Dust Calling Card
04:04
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If it counts as a place in total time
we will be around
so if poem quite right doesn’t quite rhyme
is potency in sound?
if it feels like a so what surprise
furrows on your brow
and I
am moving sand by sweeping
laborious my chore
faking through the seats of pollinated brazen dogs and what they’re for
I wonder
where did all the wind go?
in other places where did the wind go?
in the forest in the cave in the coal mine in the church in the past in the lions bowels...
I could see with the eyes of an angler and everything was trout
and if I got in the way of anyone the way was on my way out
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I would divine I would divine what kind of leaf you leave on
to take off the make off with your shine with no good reason to
and all the bars of our cage have no way to hold in place
and all glory all glory is always new, as you knew
here’s your song
a golden badge
wrapped in arms
dance in
here’s your song
and every night I be your knight you looking nice in an olive gown
in feather words in better words well all your words are entirely new
and every now and then you are the one that I am thinking of
in this world
kept in down
you are old
the world is old
your song sings
the world is singing
here’s your song
you are bright
you are bright
here’s your song
here’s your song
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half asleep, and in the lion’s tomb
all lit up with carousels and pools
take in a mate, take in a bird and all her
bird friends too
look at we, work to be the news
force your pain, on anybody that you choose
just don’t throw it away
you know that somewhere strange your pain is food
and whether kind or whether you are cruel
there is a place for everything you do
dare to place your place beside the moon
touched with grace, gracefully in tune
with your eyes you space, with your brain you time
and then the time has you
and whether you are kind, or very crude
there is a place everything you do
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