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Re tried this one weird trick
to make time stop behind rem
but only sped things up
much to res chagrin
Behind a rock re's hiding
but who's hiding behind rem
who holds a rock to throw
tightly in res hand
Re flares and re's left ashen
a dirty verse behind rem
such jolly melancholy
in memory of res memoriam
(I think I should apologize
for heading with your mess
I wanted to freeze time a bit
but sped things up instead)
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2. |
This Land
05:50
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We live our lives
three inches above the ground
on an energy bed of super-alfalfa
that comes all the way from China.
We're strangers to this land.
Sir Francis Drake,
that limey pirate,
tore through this place and made
maps that burned in a London fire.
We don't know where we are.
Our sinuses
melt like rained-on cakes
'fore this maytime pomp of queen bees
commanding columns of spurting stamen.
Forever fencing off our fears.
Oh yonder hills,
so pesky to get across:
bulldoze them down,
topple topography and cast a coat of gypsum.
We must remain supreme.
Our machine parts:
when contracts expire
and liquid crystal dreams are retired,
then will we finally break out our pickle jars?
We could never afford the bill.
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3. |
Choose Your Room
02:40
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the other room is
where I want to be
incited by waves of
sound, vibration, heat
that bleed across
or from below,
or from above,
don't even know
the other room is
where it's okay
where it's okay
to do, to say
where it's okay
to say to do
to me as I’d
say true to you
why walls, why roofs?
let them all turn to dust
and neighbors melt together
in sudden sunlight and rain
I want to plug straight in
to the main stem
electric radiating
from the plant’s engine
to be lifted in a field
arrayed with transistor trees
to climb up the current
jump the gashes and breeze
swim against the gush
and drink straight from the source
as my only pleasure
pure Himalayan spring
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4. |
Substation IM3
06:45
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Overseas open
Home walls will yearn
Ready to download
Daring raiding
A call to order
This evening drama
Boat may probe
Eyes in island
In suspense
Break free
Restrain
Follow rapt
Substation spark
Siege and pin in
Transfix on crucifix
Piercing the vessel
Taught string release
Force exhalation
Broken spine
An erection
Newspaper column
Automobile shell
Cried justice
Spirit split
Fishermen fished
Alien away
Artery reopened
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5. |
The Dark Lady
02:33
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Hey Dark Lady
Come show your light side
You're the ocean deep
To my floating cloud
Evaporate
And make me rain down
Let's keep turning
This turbine around
If you're gonna go all yin
I guess I gotta go yang
Zig to your zag
Dog to your wag
Soft where you're hard
And hard where your soft
Fire for your water
And ground where you're aloft
Some say
You sold your soul below
But if so the buyers are just
The poets and priests of old
Who trade in their highest
Works and art
And so means become ends
And ends again the start
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6. |
El Zopilote de Unamuno
05:33
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el zopilote
de unamuno
me agarra
me aprieta
con sus garras
me desgarra
y me deja
en pedazos
pedazos que
se derriten
y que fluyen
por canales
y en lagunas
las más hondas
se reúnen
así que al final soy
como antes
sin cicatriz
ando fácil
y feliz
pero él escoge
y no yo
la hora
cuando vuelve
con su pico
afilado
como daga
que penetra
en mi pecho
tan profundo
y sus uñas
traspasando
todas mis tripas
hasta que sangro
todo un río
un río nilo
río de rosas
delta roja
que él chupa
con afán
y después
implanta balas
tantas balas
en mi carne
luego cose
con hilo fino
cada uno
de sus
incisiones
y lame limpio
mi piel
arruinada
y salta
a escape
ya volando
por los aires
¿adónde vas
mi zopilote
que estoy
aquí tan solo?
¿es que no
sabías que
si me abres
a la fuerza
has de tomar
los líquidos
que se me
desborden?
didn't you
know that if
you break
me open
you have to
drink the fluid
that comes
spilling over?
a roll of the dice
will never
abolish chance
sheikha latifa
I'm coming to
rescue you
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7. |
American Hems
03:00
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Andrew Jackson
You have hemmed me in
Here in Horseshoe Bend
Was your injun
Problem laid to rest
Here at your behest
In this soil red
Where you ground in
My brown skin
Do you ever get a pang
That ol' Alabam
Just may rise again
Would you take a risk
As big as Jim Fisk
Was it worth it all
And was it for golden flax
To sew the hems in
Your big slacks
Or for chains to bind
Your big girlfriend
Or an urge to join
All those martyr 'Mericans
On the giant day-glow
Cross of gold
Thomas Jefferson
Sliced up Bibles
To sift ideals from idols
That's great although
What I really want to know
What did you show
Sally Hemmings
And did she happy hear
What you whispered in her ear
Thomas Jefferson
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8. |
H-Love
03:07
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I love you
It's okay
If you don't love me
I have enough love for two
I trust you
In everything
You can lie if you like
And I'll share in the delusion
I'll forgive you
Endlessly
Even if you kill me
I go without worry
I want you
To accept
My offer to be special
Why are you so self-contained?
I need you to do me
Just one favor
If you forbid me to have what I want then
Don't also take away my fantasy
On the take you mistook
Kindness for weakness
And meanness for strength
But this weakness was
Of the strongest kind
And this strength was
Of the weakest means
So you took the mistake
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9. |
Rise Sun
05:59
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So, Sun,
I need to know, Sun,
Are you a new sun,
Or the same old sun.
'Cause yesterday I felt a shame
'Cause yesterday I felt ashamed
(Burn, burn away all of my doubt
Burn, burn away all conceit)
So, Sun,
Well, should I show, Sun,
Now a new face,
Or so you doom, Sun,
Me today to see the same,
Me today to seem the same
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10. |
Words Into a Song
03:43
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Why do you always turn my words into a song
And make your jokes go far too long?
Why do you turn my words into a song
And make your jokes go for too long?
I didn't even say this part,
You're putting words into my mouth.
You turn my words into a song
And let the joke go on too long.
Stop 'fore you start to piss me off,
If you sing this too I’ll punch you in the jaw.
And so we keep on making our songs,
What else would we do?
And so we keep on singing our songs,
What else would we do?
And so we keep on bringing our songs,
What else would we do?
And so we keep on ringing our songs,
What else would we do?
And so we keep forsaking our songs,
What else would we do?
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11. |
I Alexamenos
04:04
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Our crosses pathed
It was my heart against your soul
Our crosses pathed
My brothers versus your lovers
Our crosses pathed
My notorious against your infamous
Our crosses pathed
My prayers versus your predators
Our crosses pathed
My horsts rubbing against your grabens
Our crosses pathed
My dominos falling up your hillside
Our crosses pathed
My triangulation into your apple sauce
Our crosses pathed
I zipped past while you strolled on by
And I can't calculate
How the time you're in my sights
Goes so fast for me and so slow for you
I can't even get my focus right
And you've gunned me down
Now I'm just lying here
Oozing blood
From this hole
In my guts
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Do you drive a car?
Or walk real far?
Have you been radicalized?
Do you run to pill?
Or brave the ill?
Have you been radicalized?
Do you dress white shirt?
Barefoot in dirt?
Have you been radicalized?
Do you watch the time?
Don't give a dime?
Have you been radicalized?
Do you bathe in light?
Or shine at night?
Have you been radicalized?
Do you answer door?
Feet fixed to floor?
Have you been radicalized?
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Craggs-Farallon
Born in the fourth outermost ring of Saturn in the year MMMMCCCXXI G.G.O. (the calendar with 0 being the year of the Glorious Glustakian Oath), C-G is a distant cousin of Sun Ra. In 2017 AD/CE, re uploaded a copy of remself to Earth's internet after finding little success with similar maneuvers in Neptune and Uranus. Res original body is now in an orbit slowly spiraling into the Jovian atmosphere. ... more
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