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Nude Review
03:33
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here, bound, in another kind of “in town"
trying, with ghosts, who never seem to sit down
here, tied, to the minor painting pinned back
on a wall, in a room, that I rented in the cul de sac
(it reads) “Gentlemen’s Room”, suit and tie
on the dotted line, on the dotted line
novocaine, no other way
into the drain, into the drain,
into the drain, into the drain
here, bound, is the one who wouldn’t look down
seventy-six, too late to draw the line now
jotted, jagged, on the sand,
the baseline for the Brother brand,
on the other hand, on the other hand,
on the other hand, on the other hand
(it reads) “Gentlemen’s Room”, suit and tie
on the dotted line, on the dotted line
novocaine, no other way
into the drain, into the drain,
into the drain, into the drain
told ‘em nature doesn’t have a brain,
but that tree can probably feel that pain,
something sort of south of shame
and some things are sort of all the same
and some things are sort of all the same
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2. |
Everest
01:30
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antiquated thought
of what he deems to be the perfect state
amplified by fearful minds
confirmed by the electorate
free for all, the columns fall,
the flag it folds for hypocrites
never rests, it never rests,
this Everest it never quits
back
i’m coming back
to buy a farm in this state
no position, save tradition,
free from all discerning thought
every child subject to
the lesson plan that Texas taught
you “do not like the things he says”
but cheering for the way he talks
fills you up with platitudes,
then puts you on the chopping block
back
i’m coming back
to buy a farm in this state.
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3. |
Drawing Of A Gun
03:00
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premonition, down the line
rings repeating down his rattling spine
phone drone, the broken bone
buried deep in the short-term loan
past tense, the talk: shrinking shrine
shocked by the chalk outline
rolling down the road he said
“there’s nothing you can do about the time”
they climbed out from the quicksand bed
innocent people wound up dead
blaming the kid you know you’d just be lying
innocent die without trying
second floor, Baltimore
chronic cruelty at the door
fear of rent, they’re in a tent
neither 99 nor 1 percent
past tense the outcome it lied
reason, the season was right
rolling down the road he said
“there’s nothing you can do about the time”
they climbed out from the quicksand bed
innocent people wound up dead
blaming the kid you know you’d just be lying
innocent people die without trying
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4. |
Second Set
04:58
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trace the shape of your face
tunneling grace
abandoned in waste
limitations
buried their faces in the file
and they’ve been down there awhile
wrists on the windowsill
unseemly element
the patterns and pills
remove the resident
you have what you will
it’s filled with wet cement
several hours to kill
a state experiment
move at the perfect speed
outside i write a name
triangulate my needs
inside i can’t explain
let me ripen and bleed
before the model made
while i pretend to read
promote police parades
network numbness
navigate the script you set
a narrative you soon forget
safe within a safety net
tearing through the old tribunes
reaching for familiar tunes
pin-prick to escape balloons
i do it for the fashion
slate grey slate grey
a marble made machine
repeat the phrases you say
another call complete
absorb your sultry shade
just tell them what you’ll trade
i’m a flat dry mirror, babe
into the powder dust
can’t stop naming you “man”
the room is one i trust
expand expand I expand
you can ask me if you must
i can i can i can
i’ll tie you to this trust
network numbness
navigate the script you set
a narrative you soon forget
safe within a safety net
tearing through the old tribunes
reaching for familiar tunes
pin-prick to escape balloons
i do it for the fashion
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5. |
It's Following You
01:29
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going hard
for the miracle money
in a bottleneck
you’re feeling funny
guaranteed protection
with the gun you bought
bend the throttle
and the machine screams
make a movie with competing scenes
try anything
anything helps, it seems
it’s following you
phone call
and the money’s due
look at them
they’re laughing at you
it’s your era
now why can’t they see it too?
bend the throttle
and the machine screams
make a movie with competing scenes
try anything
anything helps, it seems
it’s following you
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6. |
Every Design
04:17
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dreaming leads
It leads lying
lying on your back
slowly applying
a map
a map of every design
to the overhang
I heard track hands
trains applaud them
the displaced tastes
and the corners that laud them
I read several readers
said they saw them
over there
the digits followed
every fold we made
they sure did something
to the look on your face
screaming weeds
the idea frying
falling over forms
the quiet denying
a fact, a fact
that crawls up crying
calling me
the stillborn book
and the language within it
the moderate man
and the idea he visits
i read several rivers
as answers to quizzes
quarreling
the digits followed
every fold we made
it sure did something
to the look on your face
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