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Terrain Vague
02:02
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Behind a steel grid
An iridescent mirror
Bends as it exhales
A current of muted silver haze
Lined with cobalt veins
On a marble landscape
The stroke of a glass hand
Erodes and exposes
The softened porous bone
And paints fluid characters
Beyond a viridian frame
The crawling crystal tide
Breaks as it performs
A silent dance on a velvet stage
Wrapped in bronze fur
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2. |
New Chicago (10:55)
00:45
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4. |
Too Close For Comfort
03:13
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I flick my final cigarette
He slides across the street for me to get
Are you as as smart as you appear?
I’ll set you up just meet me here
He extends a smoke with his word
I leave before the light has changed
He waits pacing, looking at me strange
I know Ive seen that face before
I've got a spot if you could score
You’ll find nothing better I guarantee
There’s nothing here for you
A cold approach won’t thaw the mood
You’re the fool to assume
I need anything from you
I’m caught in the corner of his eye
He draws a line as I slip by
You’re the lowest fuck I’ve ever seen
You go nowhere unredeemed
You won’t get a chance to change your mind
There’s nothing here for you
A cold approach won’t thaw the mood
Do you think this comes off as smooth?
I don’t need shit from you
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5. |
Naive
02:39
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My glance meets
A stranger’s stare and she smiles
The platform is long
But she waits beside me
Who would have something to say?
Doesn’t hurt to wait and see
Maybe it’s she
But apparently it’s not me
I check the tracks
Catch a glimpse turning back
Unique and lovely
She’s wide eyed but not naive
She shivers in her arms
Her breath rolls from her lips
Her dimples only show
When a woman waves from the stairs
Who would have something to say?
Doesn’t hurt to wait and see
Maybe it’s she
But apparently it’s not me
The woman stands between us
They exchange pleasantries
She asks about her parents
She says warmer than here
She steps into her arms
They speak but I can’t hear them
They leave the other way
While my train is delayed
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6. |
Signal Clearance (11:27)
01:23
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7. |
Joni Mart
02:54
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Mosaic (11:29)
02:29
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There are three people sitting on a bench
A bald man
His clothes are loose
Hand down the front of his pants
He smiles when we make eye contact
Beside and looking at him
Old woman
Short white hair
Thick framed glasses
She talks rapidly in his ear
The third has hair covering their face
Nude
Wrapped in dirty blanket
Bent over
They scribble in a notebook
Then take pictures with a disposable camera
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9. |
Last Block (11:36)
01:11
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10. |
Cabin Fever
02:44
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Someone told me that I should know
My sphere of influence is a flat horizon
And once you know they’ll push you off
And the government will deny knowledge
But god is back and he is pissed
He wants blood
Any day he’s gunna send a flood
But be that as it may
That’s not what’s on my plate
I can’t afford to get so bent out of shape
I have a hobby and I don’t need to debate
Or be right
I’d rather be dumb than afraid
I don’t give a shit
I don’t mean that
I’m not like that
But then I’m over it
I am an island and I am also on its shore
It’s my dominion but I don’t control the tide
I know the island and what it has to offer
It’s very little
But I’d like to think that if I could I would do more
I don’t give a shit
I don’t mean that
I’m not like that
But then I’m over it
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