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Silence is the solace
of a heart encircled.
Adam draws near
to what he most fears.
Cause if a god can break
then he’s gonna break too.
Brother, I got no advice for you.
Except to keep your mouth shut
most of the time.
Because your mind won’t
all of the time.
Cause if a god can break
then you’re gonna break too.
(Overlapping chatter made up of quotes pulled from Moby Dick)
In bed the chatter, no it won’t, subside.
Then you’ll mutter “Oh, I got to let it go.”
But you’re God will state, he’ll state, “No, I can’t let it go.”
At best you’ll go on flailing.
I’m sure you’ll find a comfort between a pair of knees.
Just be sure to guard your insides.
Cause if a god could fail you
they’re gonna fail you.
If a god could fail you,
they’re gonna fail you too.
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The Common Doom
04:13
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Groaning from the alley comes
and they all pair off two-by-two.
Shoes don’t fit once their done,
dressed in code,
confused by whose hand is whose.
Their eyes are golden on the horizon.
Oh no, there’s a monster come to(o)
hunt them towards their grave.
Go on run and hide, but Amor Fati.
The best of you accept what can’t be undone.
Oh, how funny. They kick and scrape.
How useless is being-towards-death.
But I just need the family to survive the scary film.
The youth can meet their end. “Oh.”
It’s probably best to let them all die.
What’s it to you, viewer?
I mean they’re all thin from all sides.
What’s it to you, viewer?
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Rope
03:26
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The ache of these mornings keep
hanging around.
But what they’re made of won’t
come ‘round, through my mouth.
Even when I tend my worries I keep
clapping awake.
Oh, spare-me-none-light
show me my name.
Tell me my name.
In all these pictures I see the same.
Biding time for the tides to flood the frame.
At the foamy mouth of this seascape,
I see the end where all is arranged.
Night pulls me forth by my feet.
And in half by my needs.
Amid the drift of soft winter light,
in the distance, a promise bellows.
(Your part close fire, soft caress.
while the other sets fire to the rest)
Thinned out by the cold.
In all these pictures I see the same.
Biding time for the tides to flood the frame.
At the foamy mouth of this seascape,
I see the end where all is erased.
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Unshored
03:46
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