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Shriveled Pigs Eyes
12:22
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insanity's cirque
huddled for warmth
the goat tends the fire
but he's always on break
bats blood drips
saws buzz in the dark
glistening air
rain turns into snow
shriveled pigs eyes, oh my
shriveled pigs eyes, oh my
wooden desert scenes, black blood
reflections seen in equine eyes
headwaters rush
stoic horse carves
wooden desert sands
blow as the wind picks up
embrace the fear
iridescent plantlife
obsidian mud
squirming underfoot
shriveled pigs eyes , oh my
shriveled pigs eyes, oh my
hacking dead limbs, feed the fire
master the madness
hooded lanterns, light the way
mind reels, rivers flow, snow falls
neurological rainbows
can't quite be chased down
cold falls on our home
as cymbals crash, how long will this last?
survival, in the face
of paralyzing laughs
cold penetrates our bones
burn the table, how long will this last?
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Corpses in the Barn
12:52
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look down, beyond unstable ground
past the outskirts of town
where sacred moths can be found
and death abounds
this is where they bury the ones with fleas
carriers of the night disease
can you hear the groans of the dying
moans of the sighing breeze?
look up, at the lights of the screaming train
with perilous joy of mushroom brain
dance in Fauts Park insane
as darkness wanes
this is where they bury the ones with fleas
carriers of the night disease
can you hear the groans of the dying
moans of the sighing breeze?
celebrate, with blood,
with music, with tall trees
this is where they bury the ones with fleas
carriers of the night disease
can you hear the groans of the dying
moans of the sighing breeze?
celebrate, with fire,
with ash, with waking dreams
look around, they're dying on the barn floor
they won't sing anymore
or hear the river roar
just close the door
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The Meadows Rip
09:16
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The circuit slips
The valleys, they drop
As all of the peaks begin climbing to shatter the top
The rivers stall
Choking the wheels
Gears begin grinding to halt everything I call real
It’s you I see
Floating above
Electric hands
Embracing the reins
All of the fury of lightening unleashed on the plains
The meadows rip
Exposing the soil
Waters swell wide filling coffers with iron and oil
It’s pulling me
Back to the sounds
The petals change
The roots they remain
Buried in decades of weathered
Storms bracing for rain
The branches writhe
To stable the flail
Every last piece with precision
Builds all I entail
It’s holding me
Firm in the ground
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Black Garbage Trucks
14:04
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tales told, of mythical beasts
stalking the dark streets
some would swear, they've been seen
devouring their prey
shudders beneath, the flicker of ailing lamps , in shopping cart camps
terror and dread, run through town
in rivers of piss
shelters, needles and glass, entomb them all
sickly, screaming, madness
and the pet stores burn, the motorhomes loom, and we're all just keeping warm
stolen bones, may or may not reside,
within the Red Van
destitute, self imposed damned souls
beg, scrape, plead
creeping. lifeless forms rime the streets
seething rivers of blight
please, clean this mess up
oh, black garbage trucks
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