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2 Oct

Great Day – Four Tet Remix (Madvillain)



                                 What are


                                 thoughts like


                                 before the synapse?                                               the great divide.


                                 many men are left


               behind.


                                       All    lined   up   on   one   node.


                                       Rows, columns, groups of men


                                       all  thoughts  all   thought  out.


                                       Forward,                           march.


                       Oceans, canyons, mountains, all of the


                                        above.


                                                                         Gunfire.


                                               bodies fall strewn visceral drenched dirt or air or water


                                    push on almost there see


see            ahead the encampment flying our flag shredded by the            bullet          breeze


                     home stretch for              cracked windpipes


                                                                           and stained fingers nails


                                                                                      no coffins nailed for the dead on the field


                                                                                                                                                    just gone.


but


Safe on the                


other                           


side, count them all. 


Battles first of many.


                   Many more will          


                                                   fall.                  


                                 What are


                                 thoughts like


                                 before the synapse?                                               the great divide.


                                 many men are left 


               behind.


I think that’s how it happened, but there were probably more battles and conflicts, and now that I think about it there was probably a better reason to go where they did. How many of them were there again? Did we lose too many or did we come out of this one relativity unscathed?


I think the war has been over for some time now.


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The Moment

	
		29
		Sep
	

	

	

		


Tomas Dvorak – The Glasshouse with Butterfly

I am going to build you a moment.

Hung from maple lacquered ordained rafters,

no time for before and afters.

A moment hung from fishing line spun

with careful time.

I am going to build you a monument

I am going to build you a shrine

All the things we’ve worked toward.

I hung up all the times

that

hit a note I struck a chord,

I spilled the sand the pitcher poured.

hung up on symbologies

I married a man and his ideologies.


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Contact

	
		22
		Sep
	

	

	

		


The Field – Over The Ice



Do you feel lucky?


They seemed to say.


Tissue cameras creep


over every inch of me.


Frozen.


Foreign orbs


observe, absorb.


The eyes, the eyes, and their frightening lies.


Black and white and color dyes.


He turns away from me,


and the waves recede.


I’m only shot when I see


the whites of their eyes.


And I’m surrounded by them all.


Prying pupils


dilate


relay


roll


repeat.


I won’t let you see me see.


You see?


On and on we dawn these rituals.


Hide and seek with our peripherals.

				
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Drop D

	
		19
		Sep
	

	

	

		

Mogwai - moses

Rain
  in
 a n
  empty mind grows
 a n  y
     time, nothing but a low
 a n t  e
                       allowing
       me  nothing but
                     to  sow,

             seeping out windows sewing time into my eyes
             they grow heavy and I hear flip flop footsteps
             in record repeating digging troughs silent
             bouncing off white walls.

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When heroes fall

	
		13
		Sep
	

	

	

		


Marconi Union – These European Cities



You don’t know everything about Lisa.

Carefully collected maybe

She dissected the rest of us.

Silent hidden charm just an arm away.

Try to skirt along tripping traps take the wall,

You cant see the girl

Hailey why do you put up with this?

Are your intentions really so clear?

The sharpness in your cheekbone

from another’s whetting stone.

Wedding gowns and neutral tones,

surely you’re more alive?

One day will I be the same way?

Inventing girls who fret and fawn

In my thoughtful din under sauntering moons

Will I build myself a pedestal?

Will I climb up and stab my chest?

Will I fall in puddles, broken and revel in my notoriety?


I want to give you your own breath.


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		11
		Sep
	

	

	

		


Radiohead – Lotus Flower



I’ve been tracking my brain for quite some time now, following it, watching its every move. It is unsuspecting, and I take it for all it’s worth. Every time it takes a sharp turn, I am there, following, mimicking its every move. It is all I need. I followed it to a small shop down some twisted alleys, watched it as it talked to the shop owner for a few minutes. It emerged from the shop a few minutes later, carrying a small little ditty all wrapped in brown paper, tied with old timey twine. It proceeded to walk up the street against the setting sun. I took cover behind boxes of furniture and hot dog carts. I gain on it, I can see the details in the package, the paper slightly waken, white cracks show in the folds. I snatch the package and run. I run faster than the shouts can travel. I duck into alley after alley, and finally I am safe. I hold the package in my hands.


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The Pack The Prey

	
		8
		Sep
	

	

	

		


Moby – Isolate



The wolves on the prowl
Packs
    s olve
              the   owl
Bring the crowd when they have you
then the noise, the loud,
the mess of sound
surround
   rounding down upon the kill
   running
                 up
            down      the
                          hill

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Only just

	
		20
		Aug
	

	

	

		


The Frames – Suffer In Silence



Just a book

Just a show

Just a movie

Just a song

Only a week

Only a slip of the tongue

Just a kiss

Just human

Just a bad day

Only twenty minutes

Just a memory

Only the past


All the old memories laid out on blankets in the sun to dry. A thousand little lights all sipping from the sun.


image: Leonard John Matthews

				
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If i just follow

	
		17
		Aug
	

	

	

		
But love is never the same thing twice, always with a different spice, a hint of mint, or twist of lavender. it always finds a new way into your soul, scavenger.

							


	


		

		


	




			
                



	
	
Time is falling to the floor

	
		16
		Aug
	

	

	

		


Devandra Banhart – I Love That Man



I’ve got all my drawings all hung up on the wall opposing my front door, that every time I enter I’m greeted with a large armful of time past spent. One or two drawings fall off over and over, despite the amounts of duct tape I use. I’ve put them back up at least six times.

One day when I die will I erase the world?

Or will I keep it until I rot away, one city at a time?

What will be the last thing to go?

The thing I loved the most?

The time I ate indifferent toast?

What will the flames or worms eat last?

The heart of flesh or the ring of brass?

I found my box of pins today what a thought.


image: Gilderic

				
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