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Katabasis
03:33
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speak from the plains, yet still not plainly
in past, would choose to describe myself thus:
"i'm a dionysian"
but if demeter demands it
i can search, "how to peel a pomegranate"
descent, ascent
break it into thirds
it'll make it easier to swallow the seed
which grows the culture of rest
a threat
descent, ascent
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Yoke
03:09
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ring a bell over my head
sing it, sibilant, to send some sense into it
but don't think for a second
that the child has emerged pink and bruiseless
i can't hold the ropes to yoke an oxen in the palm of my hand
and i can't hope to sew anything near as bold
as a shroud, clung to
i am made very heavy by the warp and the weft
you may hope for a little gold
as if it's my cause to make gold from dross
wine, water, milk, honey, and a little juice from a myrtle berry
stretch one thread between a tambour and see if it don't yoke
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3. |
Jasmine I
03:32
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if i had to give it a name
it'd be "jasmine"
a waft, a presence, an occupied absense
that always gets wet when left in the rain
and here it comes
again
to give it a shape is a dangerous thing
to feed it, water it, comfort it
to banish it and punish it
to build it up and embody it
to empty myself of all of it
to turn on my heel and run from it
to take it up as a mantle
with no more meagre mettle
but here it comes
again
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4. |
Pure Chaos
01:51
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can i get a round of waters
before i spill something that embarrasses me
the next time i see these people
does anyone here have a phone
i can use to place a call?
mine's on two percent,
and i'm running low on data
i need to call my voicemail and see
if the hotline has gotten back to me
i'm waiting to see who's placed the joke on me
"hello you've reached the voice mailbox of one who, most sincerely, we believe to be a pox and a blight on the cherished institution of declaring one's love for another person"
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5. |
Buoyancy
03:13
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what buoyancy comes as it's poured away
what weight delivered on the back of the day
it's a terror on the spirit
if i don't want, what is it that i do?
a line made by talking, a circuitous route
it's a terror on the spirit
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6. |
What Point of Light?
02:21
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write a poem, put a tune to it
but will it make a difference?
will the gesture be wasted?
is the art of it tested patience?
when i put the ink to notebook
is the symbol sun or sawblade?
all i know is, the points rip through
and they come through as a cascade
whether light or something less warm
the chance to cause harm
is high
what point of light?
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7. |
Drop to Drink
02:02
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where is the core of the curse coming from
is it poison or just enchantment?
does it rot from the inside out or the outside in
is it fetid or cherished?
will i burn if i take a drop to drink
if i give a drop to drink,
if i take a drop to drink?
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8. |
Wormroot
02:11
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seek some new suffering
some new source
some illness, some cheap dream
some quick turnover, high-yield state of being
some new wound
some salt in hand
dug from the earth, plucked from the land
a little wormroot, a little piece of blue lapis lazuli
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9. |
Jasmine II
02:10
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always reaching for a common jasmine flower
only making the season grow longer
in which no bloom appears
under the fingers of the reaching hand
it doesn't wilt, but thrives
with no shadow cast by the grasper,
it's silent
so if the sun gets through the fingers
may the grip never close
may the flower bloom at distance
with no ill omens from the unsatisfied
to cast a colour agains the bloom
if it grows, bless it
even if no water comes from the hand
to feed it
the common jasmin flower is hardly common
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10. |
Asphodel
03:58
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test it, is it ferrous?
"no, i find myself to be embarrassing"
describe an empty vessel
"a nalgene on a bedside table,
without an ounce of mettle"
if it's not ferrous
can it at least boast an inherent porousness?
a little like linen,
a little more given to temperament and indecision than clay
and it tears on the bias
if the cure to all my woes is found in my opposite
can i be considered fit
to carry through on the little bit
i've been entrusted with?
and meanwhile, the asshole gets asphodel
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11. |
Heft
02:57
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i am water running on a gentle slope
and after a headwind and a crest on a swell
i want only to have my gathering rain
not threaten to overflow
i just want to blow the froth off some cold ones
to see the future as unwrinkled cloth
a wan grey, a pale, thin weave
gaps in the weft, the sand sifts through
and lands on my shoulders in a hideous weight
heft
i just want to blow the froth off some cold ones
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12. |
Anabasis
03:01
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should i hurl the sword into the lake
and let the lady take it?
you know, she's used to taking bullshit
what's a little more of it?
should i follow the pleasure principle
and drink the ichor?
it's not blood
it's juice from a berry
i'm what you might call "ready earth"
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