1. |
Abdomen
03:27
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Abdomen
you’re always glad for discontent
but don’t ever let it be faceless
no, let’s pin its abdomen
to the wall
your wound is not a lazy smile
and life is not a stylish film
but we can get so close if
the lighting is right
you’re always glad for discontent
but don’t ever let it be faceless
no, let’s pin its abdomen
to the wall
never spoil a winning tryst
you shoplifter, thieving virgins
sipping boys’ young blood and dreaming of art
to a dream from a lack,
as simple as that
first he hit you, then you forgot it
till he held you up by the neck
once the tiny
black dots had started
you just could not stop laughing
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2. |
Hunger
03:07
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Hunger
dear dear you should know
that i’ve become vain
or maybe i just
care for little things
i think that’s a change
dear dear you should know
each crease of my mind
how i hate to be clear
when all beauty is silent
this must be a change
now i can almost tell
how long you’ve kept me ill
but still the
hunger rises from the hunger
my bones are bending from
how sick you’ve kept me love
but still the
hunger rises from the hunger
dear dear you should know
that i’m trying to leave
my blood has dried black
and the wallpaper’s peeling
i think that’s a change
dear dear you should know
that i’m doing alright
treading water for days
in an ocean of night
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3. |
Gasoline Bath
02:50
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Gasoline Bath
my love is a miser’s love
i save it, i save it
you took a bath with gasoline
and your skin is barely dry
stillborn in an oil slick
sweet angel of asphalt
what i’d give to watch you crawl
beneath red heaven’s pyre
when i see you i get vertigo
a thought’s brought to its knees
like a mirror indiscernible
through the blossoms of gasoline
and of course i’ve said too much
because i still feel the same
how can you think
that we should love
when we were both made for
i don’t want to feel your love or
daylight, daylight at all
sometimes, the words you say
i can barely even mouth
in a thousand prisms
and more hours
to gaze through their cuts
i won’t find the freeness of
your form in my own lines
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4. |
Clever Animals
02:39
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Clever Animals
we beautiful chameleons
look you in the eye
while we change our shape
i could never respect
your consonance:
my jaw’s too wide
to want one thing
we beautiful chameleons
laughing in the dark
while we stalk our prey
i’ll admit sometimes
i'm hideous:
that's just the price
of being brave
not to walk on water
but to dance on air
we beautiful chameleons
swimming through the dust
that the breathing shed
why be safe
when we could
be colorful:
let virtue take
her sacred nap
we beautiful chameleons
singing into wounds
that are freshly traced
it pays to be a
clever animal,
but thinking's
just forgetting
anyway
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5. |
Strange Wind
03:03
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Strange Wind
we slip through
the night like thieves
god’s small mistakes
this world is not for us
now anyway
barely feel your touch at all
or a word you hiss
ride this strange wind
blowing through us
oh dangerous yes
give me your desperation
and still my trembling bones
dull bells
from the deep are tolling
and our age is starting to show
if we fight, it we fight it
but just tonight
bedspread over shattered glass
glowstick cigarette
sky’s sleepless endless mouth
snows down glowing ash
and there’s everything but mirrors
inside our flat
all we do here is get lost
oh dangerous yes
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6. |
I Am the Bent Blade
03:07
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I Am the Bent Blade
i am the bent blade
i cut one at a time
my eyes are open
but you can’t reach my mind
temperance faded and
edges serrated
i am the bent blade
i will make you mine
when deep midnight buries day
we are lawless, or so we say
turn your eyes from all the
cries that try to reach you
i am the bent blade
i cut one at a time
naked at birth but
well dressed by demise
ambition's wet gums are
trembling on your neck
i am the bent blade
i will make you mine
when deep midnight buries day
we are lawless, or so we say
when deep midnight buries day
a joy for which i have no name
turn your eyes from all the
cries that try to reach you.
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7. |
Boy Foundry
02:55
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Boy Foundry
solitude is life’s brightest fire,
but we’re afraid of
the slightest scald
you would rather ravage yourself
than not speak of yourself at all
do you remember
my surrender’s first blush?
no thing more vile
than eyes that adore you
because what is a man with nothing left to hide
am i too weak to be wicked?
i hope you never know.
when you see my face in a world of masks, does it look the same?
self-control is nothing but my tired vanity on display
everything has a slow decay
but contempt’s bloom is forever
am i too weak to be wicked?
i hope you never know
if i bore you
i can never forgive you.
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8. |
No Reflection
02:50
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No Reflection
dress up my bones
with your hungry stare
i cant tell your breath
from the sober air.
the heaves and the moans
of your ancient sighs
and black young devil’s eyes,
dead model eyes.
never say a word
that doesn’t sweat.
you told me.
did i pass through fire
to the smile that shows
the caverns of your skull
in the screen’s dull glow
disaster and joy always nearby
and black young devil’s eyes,
dead model eyes.
your spine's little chicken wing
a twisted gray wisp
you should hunch from each end
but a frame built in ash
isn’t likely to bend.
your split little cloven hooves,
the desert's rolling corpse
and i’m still out of sorts.
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9. |
Braille
03:03
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Braille
our figures are the same
stretched thin and pale
and i know my skin will wilt
so i touch yours like braille
“i can always find my way out”
you whisper in a playful vow
i dont know
if you’ll remember me
the lies that you told me
were memories
our wrinkles are the same
i’ve scoured so closely
i’ve seen the thought
light up your face
but the words have stone feet
can you find your way out
when walls have passed
to dust and clouds
and a monsoon’s rising?
death’s little whistle is tonedeaf.
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10. |
Butcher
04:23
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Butcher
young love how will you know
the bowels of my malice
young love how will you know
the exit that i am
young love how will you know
that my gift’s a tiny violence
young love how will you know
that i’m acting like a man
so fall into my trap
fair scorpion, so rapt
but i wont i won’t i won’t
look smart when you smile
so take the kind words back
be a mirror over sand
cause i want i want i want
only your abandon
young love how will you know
the chasm of ambition
young love how will you know
the fissure of the win
young love how will you know
the streets i swam to lose you
young love how will you know
that i’m acting like a man
young love how will you know
that my gift’s a tiny violence.
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