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Arctiinae

by Invocation Array

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1.
The Jump Off 04:06
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
2.
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.
3.
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.
4.
Labdanum 04:29
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
5.
Charge 04:12
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.
6.
“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!
7.
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
8.
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
9.
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.
10.
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.
11.
Alluvion 04:22
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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