1. |
Bleat Melisma
03:57
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How long?
How long ‘til I am won?
A constant roam through combination
A saddlebag
The moor alone
Remove the bone, desire
Undecorated
How heartless, how heartless, how heartless you are
Who would pitch up his tent next to me?
Cannot sustain
Snacking alone
Nor holy bread, that threat of manna makes it
So hard to slow
Or call a home
Impossible to hope with breath unbaited
How heartless, how heartless, how heartless you are.
Who would pitch up his tent next to me?
It could be me
That lucky bolt
All sadness smote
All lame with hope
I’m waiting
Who?
(Leads my vision?
On the silt bank of the river
Once a palace, once a midden
In every thin place I am given…)
In this day, all of them
A bleat of happiness!
This day, more of them
A bleat of happiness!
So brick me in
The chapel wall
A quatrefoil
To frame the world
I’m waiving
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2. |
Suffer One
05:02
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I beach that hot weight
That causes the scalding
And we’ll go for a walk
Can somebody tell me I am reasonable and nod?
He traces my name
He traces my surname
Chameleon tongue heart
Sad spasm of love
Was spat in a flash
Nape of his neck, that angle is best
And it’s soft to my teeth
Pushing
Now when I feel like I am giving myself away
There’s two of me staying there
A skin on every sentence that felt bare
He’s turning away from me
Twirling his sympathies
So he traces my name
He traces my surname
He knows it’s half hard and revocable
So I’m tracing his name
I trace his surname
Breath on the bus glass but I scuff it out
Hop on, hop off
Sock in the mouth, I say
“That wound is bound”
But he licks it anyway
Tongue in there
Maybe asking
For another cut
Another healing job
Saying:
“Well I feel it in the main
But not nearly overcome
Like a moonprint
Soft in the day”
He didn’t really stay long enough to look hard at me
He didn’t really stay long enough to look hard at me
I know where the finger points
Points at me
I’m suddenly undone
Skies agreed and
Started blinking darkly
Saying:
“Suffer, suffer”
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3. |
y-rod
04:26
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4. |
No Relief
03:58
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In the morning I find a reason to wake him up
In his stillness he has me buzzing like a wasp
Is it deep there in my bones, this kneejerk sorrow?
Or is it tacked on?
Will he be there tomorrow?
I don’t mind if he bores me
If sometimes he ignores me
I stoke some dark desire
To only just scrape into a heart
For his finger muscular
Above the button, very ready to cut me off
I don’t mind if he bores me
If sometimes he ignores me
Now all hope of love is gone away
Gone away
No relief coming
Made me manage on a crumb of it
Made me suck it from the rocks studding the hillside
Still it knocks me slightly
When he only nods
And I can feel it hollow out the core of me
I do not mind
The only earth aflame before me
If sometimes on it
He ignores me!
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5. |
Plenary
04:17
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I’ll crack the godhead like a nut and pick
I’ll pick the part that’s facing up
With neither the proof
Nor the creed
No hand in the side
Of anything
A tether but it’s unheld
Unheld
A tether but let loose
I keep the collar but I chose
A tether, a feeling that’s drifting away
Returning
“Oh for a breeze of heavenly love
To waft my soul away”
I’m on my knees
“Oh for a breeze of heavenly love
To waft a soul away”
So certainly
A tether but it’s unheld
Unheld
A tether but let loose
I keep the collar but I choose
That rock of ages
Worn down to a stub
Gone away
We’ll take the hand of that figure of the divine
And force the ornament to make another sign
Tease it from the blinding light of reason
I feel its order teasing me
Slap on the head of a forgotten god
Pressed in the soil for a millennium
Shielded from the blister of tradition
And its horizons pale and thin
Stay a little while longer
Aren’t you unprepared to go?
Every inch of life gone over
And yet prepared no more
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6. |
Marquee
06:17
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Felt the tether tug, been begging like a dog
For too long to just walk into every room
In everything assume a lightness at the core
Cradled by the law
Suspect a multitude still laughing through the walls
Tame emotion
Some marquee
Found for me
Law on my side! Law on my side!
I wouldn’t like the thought
Of what I would do to you
Given the right
Who smoked out the closet
And begun the applause
Made us all hatchling
Mascots of something
It’s all banks and snack foods now
Tame emotion
Some marquee
Found for me
And when you touch it
Do you feel it?
Does it take a shape you need?
Or does it shape you, by degrees?
That piss spray of territory!
That keeps twisting the knife
Terribly
That’s either filling me up
Or erasing me
Wherever you make home
There the deed is done
Right now there is bird
Singing across from me
Wings beating out the bounds of something
Understood line
Seem to need an understood line
I caged it, I regret it
And feel a green buzz of longing
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7. |
Dusk Song
05:43
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If he led us here, where is he?
Will it be a final sun set on me?
Here
Suddenly a sun
Yellowing on me
Here
Feel the sting
A sting creeping in
You know time is run out
Is your brother here?
Father here?
Lover here?
Sister here?
Mother here?
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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8. |
Earth Of Worms
05:55
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Felt I had the
Ear of it
Ear of something like God
Now I’m blinking in the
Sober light
Common unfavoured child of
A love forever worn
In a flash and it’s gone
And in a flash, a flash and gone
No rapture
No story
Grind bone out underfoot
Dog’s death is waiting for me
Quick dirt and covered up
Bitter perch just for us
To persist on and to what?
Sucker unfurl for gripping on
Your love once so ordinary
Is it a dewclaw or a luxury?
The ring light blown
The narration gone from me
In a flash and gone
Or force fit
All things into one form
Just an earth of that
Just an earth of worms
I don’t want it like that
Distinctions slapping flat
A wormworld, a flash and gone
Your love once so ordinary
Is it a dewclaw or a luxury?
The ring light blown
The narration gone from me
Wake in a hayloft
In the early light
My phone strobing
The water here
I should purify
I thumb some tablets in
And for the blisters
From the fences I
Go woolgathering
And fill my boots
Take comfort one more time
Before the test begins
Is it a dewclaw or a luxury?
The ring light blown
The narration gone from me
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9. |
No Sentry
05:16
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Some tame, tame white man
He is concerned with his own hand
On the palm the ever-growing lesion
He sits stern through all the warping seasons
He rots away but thinks himself a Jesus
And high above
His bones baked down
You do
Seal that cloud with pitch
That flower withholding bloom
His facts, his feelings
Are roughly coupled within
And juggled to remain
A special animal
Fear strikes at his origin
And it's just dust to become
To be rid of it
He taunts you
Oh his lust to punish
Knows no bounds!
The meanings wane
The world the same
Without a sentry
South or west
Or to and from
The words popped empty
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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10. |
Bend
04:48
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Lost in them
He won’t bend
Won’t give in
I’d never ask
I cower and pray
I’m moving around it
Anyway
To whisk love
From air
I imagine, again
Him refusing me something
Won’t let me have it
I come up in hives of devotion
Across the contour of the land
All feeling unaligned
I’m pressing my
Shortage to the sand
To get the size
Get the shape of my love
As with us
Shrunken feeling bursts the oil pump
Urgent searching for enough
(Enough enough enough enough)
As with us
Tilled the soil and just couldn’t stop
‘Til the quick of earth
Do we wait to be forced?
I do
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11. |
I Was Surprised
07:33
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Doctor finding it hard to deal with
You would not seek relief
Had to see the very centre of it
With me in tow
Having tasted the kiss of that space
We’ve got a need in common
A life in common
A name in common
We pick thread and follow
And surf on the fraying
Your wild eyes, unsaying
The rust colour blooming up the ice face
Force a new rapture most days
I was surprised that we could warp like that
She’ll touch your arm
Just at the back
Lightly and still
As she was trained to
And all around your pain
It’s like that
When it comes blistering like that
You choose the salve
Even if it’s better to wait it out
It’s hard to not
And like the way a pendulum
Can prove the earth is turning
Hope this wild swing
In, out of pain
Is proving you something
Something firm
Some brute fact
For there isn’t much
To brace against down here
When it comes blistering like that
You choose the salve
There’s the rub
Hard to do what is asked
Hard to not
When it’s stroke with the left
Do you like that?
He’s peeling away
Now, sharp with the right
Do you like that too?
Soft and it forces
Soft and it does what it does to you
Boulder to big to budge
Instead graffitied
Like the harm been done to you is marked
And kicked forever into the grass
By the boots above
Danger with the smallest knock
Can flicker into love
With its elisions
Unhear the jackboot thud
Even if the beatings stop
Just at my window
I do nothing
I’m off on my way home
Academic, every thought
Still can’t tell if he’s hard
Or wanting to break my jaw
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