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Someday Devils
06:52
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Don’t I long to be scared
Trivial thoughts, invasive stares
Don’t you look don’t I clean up nice
Questions in full, the future in sighs
Won’t you stroll with me through deserts?
Til these 40 days are over
Buying time off someday devils
Tilt my head til it finds yr shoulder
Brushing dust off of wet muffled prayers
Head between knees on a cold folding chair
Held on hold, my hands pine; needles draw
Half infinite waves, immanent awe
*** 2:23 AM ***
Uneasy so queasy now easy come let me go
Profit, binge sit
Shirk. Skirt the dawn, skulking with green eyes
On every city
Sulk. Cache pennies in bulk. Make sense, digest
Get out of your head; toss, yearn, dread, fly, wren
Cursing in pen.
We hardly were
and never will be these combinations again
Dead mosquito on my chest
Don’t we need each other to rest?
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Landscapes and Portraits
03:18
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Dreaming like hell
And heaving up dry
‘til I breach a plan
Headaches and airports
These terminal fantasies play out in sequence but never in time
With your shoes on the bed
And feet in the soil
You can pry me now
Sizing up postcards
I’d rather you grew up in a small town in Kansas and I not so restless
There’s no place like the coast
Let’s fight, you win, all the gashes are yours
Let’s nestle our heads, soaking up all your pores
Let breath become wind, all the gasps are yours
Let’s rent an old house and sleep under the floor
With my pride on the line
And knees in the dirt
I can know you now
Landscapes and portraits
I’ve zoomed out and flipped shit and still you stand singing atop all of it
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Compass Rose
06:31
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Compass rose
Smelling sweet
Good to know things are still where they used to be
Neighbor’s house
Inner peace
Good to know someone’s coming after me
Good to wake up and watch the sunrise
Overhead over heels for the otherwise
Good to wake up and watch the sunrise
All promise and glow
Good to grow old and watch the sunrise
Yeah we’ll be over the Sound and the Vineyard skies
Good to grow old and watch the sunrise
All yellow and hollow
For the proper time
For the wait and see
For the permissible
For the possibly
For the wanderlust
For the widest screen
For the camera lens
For I know that the world bends to me
Compass rose
Cul-de-sac
Boil the ocean down to something I can stomach
I need some space
I buy cage free
Who’s to say this heart belongs
Anywhere anytime anywhere clothing
As if we’re not enclosed like we used to be
***
Yeah we’ve got nothing but time
To kill and nothing but signs to follow
Straight to the sea
PCH wait for me
Nothing but time will kill us, nothing but signs to fill the spaces between
Lost and found
Sweet the Sound
Ten thousand years
To sing
And ten thousand fears
Leave behind in the sea
PCH wait for me oh
Ten thousand years
Won’t sing
And ten thousand fears
Won’t wash away
You and me
Lost and found
Sweet the Sound
Taste the grace
Spit it out
Sing rejoice
Heavy hearts
Never chance
Always choice
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Wish I was blind again
Oh be Thou my vision
Wish that the sun would set
This incessant light makes it hard to forget
Compass rose
Smelling sweet
Good to know things are still where they used to be
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It's the birds and the crime
The fight, the flight, the zones, and the time
It's the lock on the door
The hinge, the bolt, the lightning, the storm
It's the garden, the green
The landscaper's boots and khakis
It's the building design
It's the symmetry botched and misaligned
It's the shit in the grass
It's the pace of a walk
It's the drool from a nap
It's the faucet left on
The brush, the mint, the steam, and the yawn
The umbrella forgot
The sopping wet and mismatching socks
The double knot shoes
Hell if I know how to not think of you
Hell if I know what to do
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5. |
Will Davis Burlington, Vermont
From the bathtub to the bathtub I have uttered stuff and nonsense.
Songs from the Midwest.
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