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Spared
05:17
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On the burning bridge believing I was right,
I patterned want, I patterned fate, I patterned.
Burning made me sick
Yearning for real control
Planting upon a ledge
A fitting slope
Self-regulate before you let go
Gather your spears, gather on
Group of you meant to free
Eleven against seven
Gather your spears
Gather your spears
Hiding alone, planning a failing
Gather your spears
Ready yourself
Bathe in hate in my inside
Gather your spears
Peeling god from my virgin flesh
Your thousand sickening blooms
Seeking blooms
Saving birds
Failing fast
Now I can
On the foot again that brought about a down
Enter sacred equal hesitation better
SPARED FROM MY SICKENING ETHER
TURNING OVER A THOUGHT ABOVE A HOLE AND A TOE
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Statues Embed
05:50
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Upon sun-tilted surface stall of hollow, liberatory sullen songs of statues embedded with graven names of all I know, refer given speeches to me to bandage with hatred and pointed hone.
Let me set sequence.
Ebullient apparent pour.
Let me govern our chance at borders embedded.
Last ascent: let bond’s abated echo leper us to a marker of our own.
Apollo, old god, your torso sent home.
Bled gift embed, let sun eat whole, your body whole.
Daughter of heaven, O
Bright moon of earth,
Let scars decide.
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A Prayer for More Pain
01:09
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Let scars decide the way forward
Let the torture never stop
Let all healing be forgotten
Let my wounds be fatal
Let honesty gut me
Let love be finite
Let creation quiet
Let god never answer
Let pain be all I know
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Animal Hide
03:10
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Waking envenomed again wanting to hurt myself and them
over & over
Stomach of acid
over & over
Returned to my animal hide
dripping toxic spite
Battered against lovers and friends
& finding a soak in lost alones
Alone, find out i’m alone
Make a verdant space
Finding inside
Make a failing twin
Make a phoenix all unformed
And so slow so
Petrified, filled with ego, I gather my bones, sawdust, and blood. Feathered in sorrow, battered & raw, and plotting to go, the silence envelops. The silence is fogging and chirping in tones that psych my soul and churn my center and wake my void and found again and fallen again over & over stomach of acid over & over again over & over animal hide.
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Surface cuts: forest of the levelling hammer that sunk its marred head right in, that leant its bulk aside.
Weaponing server–whomever gone–unsole the quarry of working tolls that wither out-trails.
Blindfolded, I cut myself from the ground ever where I forgot the covering calm of bedded fellows.
Of such feelings, I can finally eat, I can finally breathe.
Bound now: let murk aside, let fluttering go.
Let sound, let miracle, let having, let earth of the quarreling tones growing around my forgotten sight, earn a garden of apocryphal, of healing, that liberates through sacrifices.
Walking all along the ceiling I rang the vase, I prayed to god for a salve of a beginning not yet to be granted, for to be unmade, to be reborn, and yet unscorned alone, I will fight this alone.
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Terror god.
I am made to forget you’re valued
I am made to forget you have worth sitting in your
iron battered home
and found faking
lying
Lying intaking hating
Lying intaking hormones
Lying intaking lying
Intaking liars led low hating it all
Oh led low lay fighting and pitiful
Proud above them
Proud among them
Everlasting revelation: anger
Awaken and go far
Let my harms sow
Let my hatred grow
Let no one close
Let me bleed slow cold, blessed free from the fire
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Henry Avenue Bridge
02:28
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is anyone home
are they home
someone's home
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Bare Aghast Echo
03:33
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I can vex a start from a candle
While the baying of hounds ensorcell offense from a solid door.
Abrogate all growth,
Serve yourself.
Teleavenge abiding horror secreting soil around the premiere.
Agonsize down all who question sentence or spoke.
“I can’t eat” “Why so?” “A camera.” “Where are you?”
Bare aghast echo spelling me towards safest seeds to eat.
Ever against self-hating torture: the sacred bond, the sacred pulse, the sacred dance, the sacred letting go.
I decided to run away counting on god’s heavy lids to fuse his neck.
Because as little more than nothing (Call me Nothing, the Absence),
I birth dissolve. I am the lowest of the low.
None of my acts will ever unburden me.
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