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lyrics

my skin is translucent; through it,
in the pathways, like proteins,
my soul mingles with the air particles
like the lingering vapor
that spilled from your green lips
and settled into my hair
as we walked through the walmart.

my eyes are translucent; through them,
I make contact with everything
ever
now,
and the obstructions
between me and horizon
shape a vignette, and I remember that
I was here.
I’ve been here.

because I walk,
the pavement is unreceiving;
it is porous,
and I cannot get through;
it even seems to reject my soles.

now, I am upright, and inside
the water swings as a child would
when they went as high as possible
and landed with a thud.

stopped, fell, caught breath, jumped back on

because I walk,
the pavement is unreceiving;
it is porous,
and I cannot get through;
it even seems to reject my soles,
as now I stand
facing a mausoleum built to house but a few years.

from the sidewalk,
my ears are numb
and wiggle with the wave
of that still room’s door
which white-washes the yelling
from the living room, bridge, island, foyer, tumbler, den, master, ball

I sit above the mancave where the
money disappeared, a black hole
from when his name became hers
because she was his.
the collapse of a Self into
inevitable ¿¿¿

I, then of green lips,
could not, when I sensed
the color peeking
through the pink flesh,
continue further, for your
influence –
the haunting spectreface
on a beam
in the wing –
reminds me not to say
“I’m godly,”
not to become the picture
I always change
every day,
so that I’m not stuck
wanting to
constantly fuck
myself
(over)

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from Live at Supra Sound Studios, released February 3, 2017

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