1. |
The Jump Off
04:06
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Tossed the catch in the branches above
Lightened the load - so much to be rid of
Already then, plotting the next moon
But not yet done, I can’t break now, it’s too soon
The jump off!
Can’t miss the catch
We’re bursting wildfire under
Frozen minds, with our
Screaming hearts that deserve peace
They only use the ones
That tread the loaded remnants
And I may choose to jump off
If I catch the shimmer of the river ahead
Quickly they clean themselves, clearing the input
The hunt isn’t over and the game is afoot
Aggression authorized an ancient extraction
A quarter is dead, but the rest is still ready for action!
The jump off!
Can’t miss the catch
We’re bursting wildfire under
Frozen minds, with our
Screaming hearts that deserve peace
They only use the ones
that tread the loaded remnants
And I may choose to jump off
If I catch the shimmer of the river ahead
I still have
So many pyres to vent
So I
Can’t get that transfer yet
While all the dampened eyes
Are scorched red
And still they’re calling
Every lash a threat
“An accurate plot in a valid schematic
If not for the trailing cords, pulled without a medic”
Crash through the growth on a pillion of salt
Tripping up along their fractures - mislaid faults
The jump off!
Can’t miss the catch
We’re bursting wildfire under
Frozen minds, with our
Screaming hearts that deserve peace
They only use the ones
that tread the loaded remnants
And I may choose to jump off
If I catch the shimmer of the river ahead
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2. |
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Partial crawl
To compete
Split and spill seed
Till complete
Nothing is not made of pieces
Sewn together with whispers in between
We just want to play
With the rules of this game
Loopholes scanned and counted
Only boundaries are
Fair enough they claim
In the streams of time
Lacuna to engage
The inverse captivates
The conscious jolt
We speak more when we cross their lines.
They ran wires
For our storm
Lightning veins like trees that swarm
The instructions for their use
Friction loom that we may choose to fuse
We just want to play
With the rules of this game
Loopholes scanned and counted
Only boundaries are
Fair enough they claim
In the streams of time
Lacuna to engage
The inverse captivates
The conscious jolt
We speak more when we cross their lines.
Flick the switch
Can’t walk away
The waves arrive
Connection
To every point and place
I’m alive
Our vessels set
I’m first light
Attention!
A flash along the edge!
We just want to play
With the rules of this game
Loopholes scanned and counted
Only boundaries are
Fair enough they claim
In the streams of time
Lacuna to engage
The inverse captivates
The conscious jolt
We speak more when we cross their lines.
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3. |
Missing Stairs
04:25
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Climbing down the stairs much used
I grip the banister
Even in the dark I
Can feel which steps aren’t there
Silence too heavy
In stillness too loud
I mapped the graves but there’s no
Markers about
If I must make repairs
Must count out loud the missing stairs
Must know who went along
And who can be counted on
While…
More of us fall away
And more of us soon to go
To see -them- all, might be to
Fall to the darkness below.
Even when we’re blind at times
They need to see me by your side
Slow reveal but to stabilize
It takes awhile to turn the tide
Perhaps we’ll catch up some day
Even set back by their tricks
At least we can see the batch
Their cheap patches cannot fix
If I must make repairs
Must count out loud the missing stairs
Must know who went along
And who can be counted on
While…
More of us fall away
And more of us soon to go
To see -them- all, might be to
Fall to the darkness below.
Beneath these stairs
The mass grave below
Right to name the steps
Right to name the mess
Right to claim the task
The noise
The tears
The losses past
Bullet points
No tone to check
Yet, some will try
These only pierce the rails, to which some are self-tied
In their false space
No landing is there
Leave wounds in their wake
No bandages spared
Stores of arms to
carry the load
But
They don’t come
There’s no medal bestowed!
If I must make repairs
Must count out loud the missing stairs
Must know who went along
And who can be counted on
While…
More of us fall away
And more of us soon to go
To see -them- all, might be to
Fall to the darkness below.
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4. |
Labdanum
04:29
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In site
In spite
Of your tending
My spasms have increased
Times of down
Times of on
Overheating
Overcooling
When you stand beside me
I peak
The illusion of humility drops like rain
I see behind your curtain
The heart you show
You know is fixed on no reality
But it looks good
Where you’ve framed and hanged it over me
Shaking too much to move
From this spot
Yet I am
Further away than you think
And still closer than you want
I rise up all of my offerings
These bonds shouldn’t be
Only saving notes for sage
It’s time for me to breathe
Destruction
Will shake off the build up
The structure if sound will remain
Its cleaning
It’s bleeding
It’s unearthing our shame
These sticky sweet drops of you
Are rolling down my face
Swelling behind my eyes, as I’m drifting from your interface
Mmm
Your dimming light
Mmm
Mine must hold brighter
Pockets diminished are faster to spread
I found your old methods lacking
And I need to be running ahead
Shaking too much to move
From this spot
Yet I am
Further away than you think
And still closer than you want
I rise up all of my offerings
These bonds shouldn’t be
Only saving notes for sage
It’s time for me to breathe
Advantages discarded
To call out your name
Sustenance at last allied
Muscle memory retrained
Ritual lines
Returned with sense applied
I draw the apparitions
Cast the vision wide
Illuminating is
So controversial
I should not be undone by
Your damage come full circle
Shaking too much to move
From this spot
Yet I am
Further away than you think
And still closer than you want
I rise up all of my offerings
These bonds shouldn’t be
Only saving notes for sage
It’s time for me to breathe
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5. |
Charge
04:12
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Feet cracked and no file too nice
Fall in pieces but the strength within is fine
Enough to wrinkle over smiling eyes
Sorting instances on assembly lines
There’s a dropper of a poison kind
Slowly letting all the air from out the tired
Shades of skin on trails of liquid ice
The burning up of every slave to subsidize
Their demands
On grounded lines
Charging up the columns
Working in defiance
From within their
Metal houses
Not so conductive to change with time
Their lock and code still hold tight
Pushing down the native
Power plants that climb
“Charging up the lines
Bright in the defiance”
Lies enough to lock the strong in bonds
While weaker numbers unrestricted dial the cord
Parting lips again, the soulless roars
No one answers from the coin-fed corps
Oh! As walls grow and throats contract
Their running start is running down
They see the stampede, they scream its name
We have open eyes with tongues ablaze
There are more of us on the way!
In my hands
Here they stay
I hold the suffering
They will not overtake
All the petroglyphs that bleed from tracks they laid
“I’m enough
To close one severed call”
Now we fight for these
Intervals of clarity
More often than before
Opened the floodgates
More vicious to stay high
I don’t want-
Don’t want to be buried alive!
No more!
No quiet rooms
No more memorandums
Left without a say
Each ceiling shattered
From the shock
In our hands
In our hearts
Building up the charge
Their cages fill with sparks
What we’d built for you, reclaimed from lines we carved.
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6. |
The Polymorphic Code
05:14
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“Sharp the bed
Yet still I lay
With shards of glass in hand and foot
Not once the beams above did sway
Nor ground beneath me shook...
Filament
In dusty slots
I rose to fall in flats and stilts
While gilded accolades are glossed
Their gleaming flesh that wilts…
Monoliths
Declared a plague
To soften me the metal brushed
Down taken caps of gel marked vague
The sobs within are hushed…
Silence cannot long remain
The limitations float to top
The strengths and faces will be named
No element is lost.”
When seafoam sits
Up on plastic lids
It’s time
To let the hydra breathe
Evade disease
Polymorphic coding
To meet
The alterations surfacing
Alarms are on!
Changing as remaining whole
We are many
Many more than finite grains of sand
So sound alarms!
And warn the rest!
We need the past and feel it forward
All as one, or all for death!
Unified
Even scattered wide
We can
Replicate each boon
It’s in our blood
Genetic shifts
You see
It’s still your own to use
Always the synopsis in pieces
Somehow finding sense and place
Always one above another
To compassion we must race
Alarms are on!
Changing as remaining whole
We are many
Many more than finite grains of sand
So sound alarms!
And warn the rest!
We need the past and feel it forward
All as one, or all for death!
The orientation is beautiful
There’s no limit to the reach
With nodes to touch at different depths
Each one can find release
Zooids in the golden mean
There’s no
Cataclysmic variable
Where the
Pressure’s fair
Where
Every facet has a need!
So sound alarms, ahh!
Alarms are on!
Changing as remaining whole
We are many
Many more than finite grains of sand
So sound alarms!
And warn the rest!
We need the past and feel it forward
All as one, or all for death!
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7. |
Anorak for Axioms
03:50
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Diagnosed each chanting vent
From where my vesper skin set free
Elan grown inside this cast, ignites
Contacts that wakes Calliope
Transcend ungrounded acolytes
Through pores of space with my
Peripheral allies
Nightjar’s signals turn against these
Coordinates I slipped within
Pressure smudged, rose flares calcine
Drawn to the shutdown that spills the origin
Feelers on the air as feather spray
Lunar rays enlarge my eyes
With what I know now I can’t close them
Fragile wings beat fast to reunite
I’m drawn to sacrifices bright
Can’t break my path
Dazzling axioms in sight
Nightjar’s signals turn against these
Coordinates I slipped within
Pressure smudged, rose flares calcine
Drawn to the shutdown that spills the origin
Nightjar’s signals turn against these
Coordinates I slipped within
Pressure smudged, rose flares calcine
Drawn to the shutdown that spills the origin
Glass filigree pulled tight
And still its kept in tact
Transparent web worth treading
Even while the cipher’s cracked
Bypass generated fallacies
Wings struggle to embrace
Fragile membrane catches drifts and
Sets them down without a trace
Up again into the drafts
Too long, the chills congeal
Warmth floats the pain for long enough
To touch the flames that heal
Trill over traffic in the glare
Shared paths and fierce blockades
I use the beats between the gasps
With planar scores to navigate
I’ll grab the blast again and whirl
Chaser that singes, kills the kin
Torch discerning the obscured
Even as I
Liberate them
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8. |
Meleagris Shank
04:31
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Hey hey. Oh, we knew. We knew what they’d do.
One
Thinks to
Follow as prime
None
Go Without
Distortion in mind
Nil
A query
No supplement nor scan
Frame
Partials
Inaccuracies condemn
Life-giving canard, so loyals employ
Sanctioning lies to exalt or destroy
Neglecting this body of evidence
Ostracizing with toxic obedience
Class divided to find where “fault” lies
Facade of safety, that eradicates lives
Your risk increases, too greedy you know
But your secrets keep you from the killing blow
Spill
Thorough
Pause none in
Trap
This stampede
This social prison
Fast
False recalls
Too quickly implanted
Drain
With every deal
Cons rise with scores invested
Class divided to find where “fault” lies
Facade of safety, that eradicates lives
Your risk increases, too greedy you know
But your secrets keep you from the killing blow
Myriad factors disrupt recollection
Sordid actions defended as just
Too deep in the cycle to release
So it’s destruction’s proxy leading us
Nothing altered while watching from the pane (so)
We must refine our ring with facts
We have all the truth we can swallow
Yet we still can’t follow the path
We’re calling out the threats that still invade
While we strive to mend the caustic scars
Priceless chassis in desperate purge of plagues
It’s not enough just to live, we all must thrive!
A good heart may only keep its host alive!
Class divided to find where “fault” lies
Facade of safety, that eradicates lives
Your risk increases, too greedy you know
But your secrets keep you from the killing blow
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Sun upon leaves that catch the dew
None catch me as I fall
Beneath this canopy of new
Sink three I forever recall
Long runs the river that carries through
With shores that forever hold blind
The shadows within the surface blue
Are the shadows lain over this mind
Is it in care, you summon me
From the tree I have made my mast?
If you will, I will fight with thee
Till all left in me’s left in the past.
Without fear do I find all’s left is the roots
Below though they creep up to meet
As before I will find one more breath from the woods
Silence shutters for now at my feet
Again do I move for I cannot be here
There is nothing that’s gained from a rock
But I’ll take what I can if it lets me do so
If it will, I would raise the whole lot
Is it in care, you summon me
From the tree I have made my mast?
If you will, I will fight with thee
Till all left in me’s left in the past.
Long my life, so brief the three were here
And the moments between us none caught
But the light was there and our fire was warm
Kept in brightness we never forgot
If only time were no excuse
For shaping the stones unkind
There’d be less of the stilled and far less of the waste
And more of our hearts intertwined
Is it in care, you summon me
From the tree I have made my mast?
If you will, I will fight with thee
Till all left in me’s left in the past.
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10. |
Occult Sequence
03:33
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Tensions raised by (the)
Safeguarded ministry
Guise of grandiose
Grenades require new polarity
Circle but don’t touch down
Too long upon them leeches lead
Compacting mare’s tails
Frequently our golden hooves behead
Let us try to preserve
The interlacing dreams and tracks
When dust has covered all
Let’s witness both survive attacks
Raise the gates!
We need to reach the reservoir
Scanning currents
What will save us in the end
Priceless archive
Time is bittersweet and short
Compiling all into
This circuit which we measure in
Reap from precious
Heroes of the dossier
Patronized while
Scrambling cautiously to save
This crowded platform
Perhaps we’re in Quixote’s mind
That vim upon the asphalt
Overflows are not well-timed
Solar divots distract
Focus tightly, snap no plate
For when it’s time to extract
Some will pose to paint our chains
Raise the gates!
We need to reach the reservoir
Scanning currents
What will save us in the end
Priceless archive
Time is bittersweet and short
Compiling all into
This circuit which we measure in
We signal carriers
Our own willing cormorants
Never sated with our gear
Our stations primed for transference
Each battle’s picked when silence breaks
Let’s not clash to crack
Brain storms generated
Give us precious biofeedback
The battle ended when the silence broke
But the coarse sweep still has much to do
Once again we try to shape and store
Until our amber blood runs smooth
Skirting fate with twists and turns
Gripping to amended frames
While delicately herding wyrms
Excluding hate within this trade.
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11. |
Alluvion
04:22
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Rain in the distance
I can sense the geosmin
And then the first drop taps
Brief calm the orchestra begins
Arms raise to conduct
Bursts from above
This score of gray blue suits
Our cultural synesthesia
Flash flood
The flux emerges up the way
Rushing nearer with no warning
Find the highest ground and wait
In this place
Where the sky consumes the upward side
Observe torrential feeds
As thunder blares and levels rise
Damage overwhelming
Not a single fish to mind
Servant to a bigger cause
It’s in our nature to unwind
It’s fair to let them know
These waves unearth the beasts
Pinged fragile patchwork
Sewn to prisms hung from gentle beams
Flash flood
The flux emerges up the way
Rushing nearer with no warning
Find the highest ground and wait
In this place
Where the sky consumes the upward side
Observe torrential feeds
As thunder blares and levels rise
Reveling lights
A single ray pierced through the haze
Water climbs
But to a point then ends this phase
One inhale
Crescendo’s tail permits our sigh
Avid sight
Now sated deep, perhaps to rise
Flash flood
The flux emerges up the way
Rushing nearer with no warning
Find the highest ground and wait
In this place
Where the sky consumes the upward side
Observe torrential feeds
As thunder blares and levels rise
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