1. |
Eye Tide
01:40
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You can see with your eyes
you can see through that diagram
alt: (see with yours eyes opened see through us see-through skin
see with your eyes closed see through us - see through our skin )
time isn’t in a series of lines
time isn’t in a series of lines
EyE Crimes, Eye Crimes // alt: High Tides
invisible like pouring water- a shapeless entity
time isn’t in - a series of lines
time isn’t in - a series of lines
a plastic blindness
Eye Crimes
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2. |
UnderHand
02:24
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My Hand, My Hand
The more you grasp it the more it slips
the more you squeeze it the more it risks
like all fluids
like an extruded rash
like a living part
the skin ceiling on its surface
a growing city- nothing is mine
nothing is mine
my arm,
my arm, you are, my arm,
my hand
my hand. my hand.
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3. |
Forgetting
02:30
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Forgetting is an art i seem to have forgotten
remembering is some other kind of being
is a kind of STORAGE
Forgetting is an art, i seem to have forgotten
How to be invisible
how to be disposable
how to speak
fluidity in responsibility-
I seem to have forgotten
In my neighboorhood
In my neighboorhood
In my neighboorhood
In my neighboorhood
Forgetting is an art I seem to have remembered how
its to forgive themselves
to remove ourselves from the storage unit
forgetting is an art I seem to Have —memorized it,
memorized it
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4. |
SurRenderRing
02:15
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Sun on concrete orbiting
Holds us in its ring its
holds us in its ring it
holds us in its ring
it holds us
Surrending
Folds us in its gaze it
folds us in its mind, it
holds us in its rings
Syringing
Its a typical sun, its on fingertips
holds us in its words holds us in its subtle
done it drops
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5. |
MeltedMetalPaper
03:14
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Gradually speaking we all fell in line with them
blocking sidewalks with pieces of trash—pieces of metal & tape
pieces of tape & metal
meant all that it meant
it melts all that meant
meant all that it melts
it melts all that it meant
why would we have stayed in line with their blocking and yet
tell them its all falling down,
tell them its all falling — apart
tell them its breaking down, pieces of metal & tape
pieces of metal & tape& tape &
take it down
put it down
-on paper
take it down
put it down
-on paper
take it down
put it down
-on paper
take it down
take it down
take its meaning
put it down
on paper
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6. |
Concrete
02:03
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simple solidified cells
encricled by concrete
encricled by cement structures
how we live
how we live
under street lamps we cower
walking to each others homes
tall circles of concrete or cement structures
how we inhabit these
under highways
surrounded by circles,
surrounded by streetlamps, no light
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7. |
Sideway
03:15
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Floating like trash washing up
haven’t you heard your insides find a collapsing place?
please knock yourself up into an expansion
sweet as the air around the sun,
a model a can depend on that
solar flare
sweet as the air around the decay, the first ones
to find you
Please knock yourself out
wake yourself up
please snap out of it
haven’t you heard your collapsing point?
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8. |
Defined
02:26
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you can’t find us
can’t define us
can’t find the words for us
define the worst
hold the doors to the locks
you can’t find us
can’t define us
can’t find the words for us- “us”
these are words nobody knows
these are words
nobody knows
Dotted lines, you can’t read us
can’t deplete us, we are us
we knows
these are things nobody knows
there are waters nobody can hold - mecurial pond
you can’t find us, this is ‘us’
you can’t read ‘us’
can’t find the words for ‘us’
define - the worst
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9. |
Emptiedness
01:16
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Absence
Absence
sitting in their an emptiness
is where we swam in
practical emptiedness
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10. |
Forked
01:53
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A whole piece breaks
smooth like butter
A whole piece cracks
smooth like butter
A whole piece cracked
falls off- smooth like butter
never plenty of instances
ill never get close to that,
speed of light
our graph change
forks in our road,
letting our hands grip
paths like stars
stars in our eyes
forks in our roads
stars in our eyes
forks in our roads
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11. |
PastLines
04:08
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We are weaving them and straining their
energies to exhaust our sense of their moving forwards
we are straining them
by fastening them to path lives
forgetful and forgiving ourselves
we are restraining them, by tieing fasteners to
Past Lives
Path Lines
we are in their triangle, in their trying
metal arms grasp us but in their singing eyes
grabbing ours by our knowing states
weaving them to patterns on the bathroom door
straining to cover their
Past Lives
Straining to exhaust them
fastened to our
Path Lines
Fast Lives
We are weaving them into us
we are straining to hold them fastened
by our path through forgetting ourselves
we are stuck in their triangles
trying to weave a path way
to leave a gateway
where they could re-enter
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12. |
Drain
01:06
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Waxy Tomb -XyaiT- California
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