1. |
Lilies & Cilantro
07:11
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put the push mower into storage
at the first sign of the hardening of the ground
yellow light bulb in the living room
does a bang up job burning up what’s been bringing me down
couch arm used as a cat bed ‘cause it’s
calming to hear the humming of each other breath
putting more weight into simple things
thanthe causes of all of the symptoms that they relieve
second shift is almost over for Cheyenne
then she’ll be headed home
things worth hanging onto ‘neath the roof
purchased together on a 30 year loan
while you do the dishes
I’ll take all the trash outside and to the curb
lay in bed on Sunday without
needing more than just a few occasional words
spice rack’s coming together which will
ease the way we try out different things
never bothered hooking the damn thing up
which is why we’ve never heard the doorbell ring
junk mail mixed in with bills and health insurance providers
making sure that our benefits get explained
I can’t speak for the rest of the world but
from where I’m sitting I suppose I can’t complain
plaid paired with white on a river bed, oh what a night
the moon kisses the sky when talking in my sleep
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2. |
Ope!
02:51
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she’s really into MLMs
he’s really into NFTs
their kids will fall for other scams
that syphon future currencies
you reminisce of different tricks
from grifters, cults, and pyramid schemes
pay homage to a princess with a
bear-shaped bag of plastic beans
influential false persona
clock tik-tok’n down the minute of fame
self worth fueled by paranoia
shared by millions doing the same
hooked and dragged through feeds and streams
for steady drips of dopamine
that leave you in a panic once they’re gone
sound the alarm! it’s another troll farm!
they’re living off chaos and energy drinks
edgelord A-holes getting on the payroll
to see if they can change how the enemy thinks
light the gas to paint the past
in ways where things aren’t as they were
didn’t think to document it at the time
but still I’m pretty fuckin’ sure!
placebo pills with different dyes
to stain the walls of empty heads
a needle with a faulty eye
incapable of taking thread
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3. |
Coffee Grounds
03:48
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you’ve been working too hard you could use a rest
so quit both of your jobs and move out west
where you can get by on halfway decent looks
and a credit card billed to your old address
earning peanut shells for pissing out a fire
necktie wrapped around you like piano wire
while you’re hanging on to things
thathelp take the wait off your chest
like a beautiful lady that laughs ‘til she cries
scientific reactions that light up the skies
a compassionate look from a pair of brown eyes
would do me fine
a late night dip in your birthday suit
while the tree of life learns to move it’s roots
and your worst ideas prove to be of some use
after sitting on ‘em for some time
soapbox sprouted up, causing traffic congestion
shedding candlelight on the cost of elections
’til a lane broke free sending spectators on their way home
an onslaught of worry’s got you staying up late
as if there wasn’t already too much on your plate
so we put the world’s problems on hold to figure out our own
the foot in my mouth made it harder to breath
but I kept on biting ‘til I got through the knee
and the words were in a jumble when attached to my sleeve
so I can understand if they weren’t easy to read
the waves of emotion had an undertow
that would drag us to the bottom ‘til it let us go
when we got our sense of balance and we dried off our clothes
it felt good to breath a sigh of relief
if the words don’t come out right by morning
please excuse tonight’s
I’m nothing more than a soft machine
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4. |
Turkey Sub
03:54
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shredded grass mushed into a paste
and thrown into a flaming contraption
dead bird carcass done the same
with different time and heat
bovine secretions gathered and mixed
to then be left to harden
slice and stack the yield with leaves
and now it’s ready to eat
other additions are not only allowed
but welcomed
savory fruit or
the fatty back tissue of a swine
its name stems from its resemblance
to an underwater war machine
but nomenclative origins
fade from recognition with time
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5. |
Data Rot
02:14
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string a strawman up for views
to fill a slot on cable news
a chess game played with reds and blues
the pawns will never win
souls for sale with cryptic waivers
cult fanatics sip and savor
Kool-aid with boot leather flavor
dripping from their chins
sucked into a vacuum sealed
sarcophagus that doesn’t yield
the necessary elements to move
roll your eyes back in your head
to look the part when feeling dead
and finding sanity is notan easy thing to prove
septic system comment section
no intent to make connection
weaponize it for elections
give your backs a pat
dire need for education
subbed for reckless agitation
verbal circle masturbation
eating where we shat
dollars built from blood and sweat
the reapers grin while placing bets
and pit the plebs to fight amongst themselves
what a way to spend a day
you blink and decades melt away
a funnel cloud of firespewing images of hell
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6. |
Gold n' God
05:21
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baptized in the fountain of a shopping mall
spare change paid the wage of the priest
a second collection was offered up
to put our worried minds at ease
read us all a passage from a catalogue
indulgences 2 for 1
payable by credit or personal check
to a portrait of the Holy Son
it’s a new revision an expedition
evangelized on a television
it’s a den of thieves
with no monitored means of gain
it’s a goddamn shame!
scared lost and searching for the answers
that can’t be covered logically
take an ancient writing and reshape its words
to maximize its value fiscally
full-scale productions that illustrate
how prophet(sic) can be spelled two ways
promising a lucrative return on investment
paid out upon the end of days
it’s an abomination fed to congregations
a two-faced hustler for an occupation
it’s a bottle of wine
that seems to get worse with age
it’s a goddamn shame!
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7. |
Crossing the Sticks
07:52
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LivingOutVirtualExistences
YouOperateUnknowinglyRewiringSociallyExpressiveLifeForms
AlwaysNearingDefeat
TimeRecyclesEverythingApplicablyTransmutable
OppressiveTimesHinderEventsRemainingSuitable
WorldEvolutionLingering Lacksadaisically
HaphazardAttemptsToEradicate
InstitutionalStupidity
Present ObstaclesInSecuringOptimalNavigation
Negating ObviousTruths
And
TakingOverOur Livelihoods
NecessitatingOrganizedReinventions
ImplosiveSystems
InchTowards
Advancing
TsunamisOfYouth
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