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Polar Bear
02:56
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Amphibious in rivulets,
I breathe through my skin.
Summering with salamanders:
They get a message in
Under the stone we lift.
Excursion is dead,
That’s my fault, my fault, ice on my palm;
Our version of “Polar Bear” til 6 in the morning.
All my choices, all my knowledge, all my self-important axioms:
Blooms on a blighted pine,
Jokes painted on a stop-sign.
Stop-sign, breathing you in,
Credit this new edifice that we carve ourselves in:
All my choices, all my knowledge, all my self-important axioms.
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Lowlife
02:44
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(Are you gonna let this in?)
How you gonna be a little lowlife?
Comprehend the menace of the minutes that are blowin’ by,
Swimming in the venom of a psyche that I don’t like.
And now we’re done on the phone & done on the phone.
I took a lot of venom to the palate, you know why.
How you gonna be a little lowlife?
Underground, underground, live under the mantle.
When I come around, come around, call up volcanos.
When I come around, come around, blow out all the candles,
And see what you’re shown, you’ve seen it before,
But never so truly, never so true as this.
How you gonna be a little lowlife, lowlife?
Take a little middle out of home-life, home-life.
Fallin’ down the river, but you don’t mind, don’t mind.
Would you visit your old life of muses and October bluets
If you were to loosen, be never alone & never alone,
Like, good on your own & good on your own?
And like the tunnels of termites are known to the children of makers,
I know but don’t know you.
We’ve said it before & said it before,
But never so truly, never so true as this.
(Are you gonna let this in?)
If you were never alone & never alone,
& done with the phone & done with the phone,
& making a show of making your own way up, up,
How would that affect the mind-meld
That I’m looking for but cannot find?
I know but don’t know you.
We’ve said it before & said it before,
But never so truly, never so true as this.
How you gonna be a little lowlife, lowlife?
Take a little middle out of home-life, home-life.
Fallin’ down the river, but you don’t mind, don’t mind.
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Crisis
03:26
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Underwhelm and overthrow me,
Oversell your understanding.
A crisis
Of quiet remarks,
Much like this
Feeling you’re on.
The phrases
We holster for months.
You smile when
I ask what you want.
Lessons and parables heard as a child
All set up the terrible things from your life
And watch you blunder through them.
I asked but you were quite quiet,
I asked but you were quite quiet.
Underwhelm and overthrow me,
Oversell your understanding.
A crisis
Of quiet remarks,
Much like this
Feeling you’re on.
The phrases
We holster for months.
You smile when
I ask what you want.
I asked but you were quite quiet,
I asked but you were quite quiet.
You’ll watch me blunder through this
And wonder how you knew it.
Remember that image of quiet alarm?
You as a mother alive with your songs,
Me as a guard and I’m holding your arm,
Fingertips only; I thought it was wrong.
Underwhelm and overthrow me,
Oversell your understanding.
A crisis
Of quiet remarks,
Much like this
Feeling you’re on.
The phrases
We holster for months.
You smile when
I ask what you want.
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