1. |
Rot
03:06
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In highway motel rooms
I am undressing
my body is a
carcass
make me into your image
your possession
your exorcisms
I can hear them
until everything inside of me comes
rotting out
why don’t you swallow it down
I don’t miss your mouth
ceremonial violence
limbs through fences
and I feel helpless
unfamiliar substance
until everything inside of me comes
rotting out
why don’t you swallow it down
I don’t miss your mouth
chamber,
inhalation,
until I am,
void of form
chamber,
in a black dress,
until I am,
asking for it
until everything inside of me comes
rotting out
why don’t you swallow it down
I don’t miss your mouth
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2. |
Spine
04:54
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Peripheral sin
When I get nervous
I am not here,
I’m somewhere else
Sacrificial openings
Spine shift, eyes roll back
Half dark
Obscuring
Could it be worse
This sickness
-
Battery
Acid
Is killing me
Slowly
Half dark
I’m reeling
Could it be worse
This sickness
Hang my skin on
Clotheslines
All night,
In the shade
Hang my skin on
Clotheslines
All night
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3. |
Field
03:54
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Let me into
your sun door
framed night
when I'm healing
Is varnish
closing my throat
in a panic
at fire escape
baptisms
in trances
coyote run
out on me
I saw you
in the dry heat
corroding
coyote run
out on me
I saw you
in the dry heat
corroding
let me into
your sun door
framed night
when I'm healing
lay me down
In your scorpion
grasses
In trances
It was sacrilege
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4. |
Cicada
05:38
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Cicadas cover my eyelids
water is poison
parasitic with wanting
fluid is dripping
spit me out
transmissions
on the end of your tongue
all venom
spit me out
I’m crawling out of
currents
blurring
incarnate
In Valhalla
I am healing in
satanic
visions
spit me out
all venom
end of your tongue
transmissions
spit me out
visceral,
aching,
visceral,
burning,
visceral
cicadas
cover my eyelids
in a dream I’m
severing
blurring
the ceiling
fluid
Is draining
spit me out
transmissions
on the end of your tongue
all venom
spit me out
visceral,
aching,
visceral,
burning,
visceral
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5. |
Machinist
04:36
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Machinist, razor
I can feel your
darker
pleasure
you’re in my veins again,
harsher fever
when I’m out again
herons,
that drip through the walls
cauterizing
into the dawn
is there anyone
is there anyone
is there anyone
to visit you
I can’t be offering you my body
when I’m more powerful
I can’t be offering you anything
you’re dirt on my skin, shapeless
when I’m out again,
razor bladed
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6. |
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I am the static in the signal, asters grow through the wires
you were in the stained glass,
are you a hallucination?
looking out my bedroom window at the frost on the cars
sleep paralysis, bruises cover my arms
my plastic heart is starving, out
my plastic heart is starving, out
and I don’t want to feel apart
I’m caught in the spaces of your skeleton
hollowness
I’m caught in your movement
It was vacant
I cannot
wait up
don’t come back from the moon
I don’t want you to
I’m surface deep, I’m further from reach
don’t come back from the moon
I’m surface deep, I’m further from reach
I don’t want you to
I'm surface deep I'm further from reach
I cannot wait up,
caught in the spaces,
of your skeleton,
hollowness,
I'm surface deep I'm farther from,
your reach i'm
in the tide
in the tide
I cannot wait up,
caught in your movement,
it was vacant,
I'm surface deep I'm,
further from
your reach I'm
in the tide,
in the tide
Headland toward the harbor
when I'm underwater
I'm in the tide
in the tide
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