Decomposure - Hour 10 Lyrics
[Stand there and talk] patchwork bluehaze part two. thievery.glacial lake and birth, orion’s bow [ten plus - make the call]mint cream on a curbed indented arc balanced and bug/moose eyewavelength the inner buttons of trip headswitch [twentynine]and again, scratch-and-sniff pine, insignia boxed crusade pulled backmarble smalltired trip trip trip magnetic ringpuddle unidirectional pulsar rasp,lane change. [laugh] flightless and wobbling in scrubs.still and cupped sleeping bird as water in blind bookbag handshorizons per province. plot finger and rake countergrain chime(careful chaos in the cracks of brickpicture order)a raven jousting with a stick tied to its back in a paper bag,tugging at the harried dustminus toy box tosstorn nobody fake buspage dripredacted to the courtesy dumpsterdouble as-is, limeheaded, beetnosed, cased or restoredsewing sweat shadow flat locker, thin angle limp,end chapter. listen for the click.Forty percent unmoved, growling 2,then 76 measure left the oily stain of palpable wilt and worn webglance gravel ghosts in the blackcircle figures flitting along doorwaysin the city, everyone is smaller. speak the language -numbers, scores of smallpox wighollow [sob fist boxing victory]wired and bleached stainlish, artificial fifth red finger to towel.‘but then, i gotta eat, you know?’ white and red.[false reflection, author bumpersticker, book shuffling]poured dusk quietly filling treekettles with dark teacradled mop and stewlipped ash fabric back unmarked postcard[someone here?]but for the curves stowed [speedwalk] deep corkand awakened fleshy narrowed eye, blinking invertedbetween angelic vanish and bookmound and straighten pillbox, tassel and beepbusiness card gleaming clear plates to hold to your face,but in space no one can see you in the focused mirror ice remainingand detached skin pinned back in licoricecorded snarl fissures.don’t forget as you’ve been forgotten by the grass once impressed:night balloon heaven, two monks,parking glade, rewalk, roundabouts and heatfad periodical preechoes,a flicker of old wine braille, offwhitecrash,thin grey garden, picked blackberriesdrawn with swollen feet to the keyhole expanses yet unturneda paused and different teal - built with gloaming shining shouldersto trip gravity under my breath’s tightening aperture,chewing the last soft felt road and cottonquilted skyAnd then the new kids* * * * *Grace notes stolen from common time patrolling endlessly:wake, work, wait, waneFreeze to death in a cornfieldsevered blue heels waterbleached in concrete shoessalt sap worms sleeping with the sharp frozen tick mandiblesabandoned like bee stingers in tumored skin meat.they drop like flies and eyelid panels,another slow webstrung thread falls slackand all i can do is walk and skin my day armspassing my hands through walls,peer pressuretwentytwo additional dollars profit per monthrope and sidehang paleand emboldened silent snow settling on cold lampless lipswoodstove logwalledice spine spreading outward and reflected between eye canyonshold armslength armslength alwaysarmslengthin and out chin stripe teeth pulling lungswallow lodged labor chokepave scienceblotchboard spread across toothless andsidewalkiron sole melting success huddled under eavesi’ll tear these bloated seams unrelated for a spoonful of airstray the diseased bullets empty parentheseshandheldheater concussion we’re good right this is paralysisfilling the same dot again and againgarage ears pricked in a cage, license and allergies:clearcut the forest for the wood but don’t want the leaves.a grapefruit forced abortion juiced and scrapeda bloodless husk, burntto stoke the black belly of impersonal daycare redundancy.i am a commodity to be leeched and splitGive cathode slice siphoning wind in leechthe hat trick mule staggered with sacks of sugar cubesat least ten jaundiced speech balloons and cold war phantom latch;the inferno vapor bleak in the retreating deck.lcd idiot boxing looporphan overgrown bangs and jumpcut statementsslice of life dp popframe blue and pinkride the image merrygoround.connect flashcards.everything moves,chins level the color of piratereflective wide, fake captionsarms bound together flutter stone swearpocketto the spit of communion synthetic leaf shower, yogurt stocks.snakeskin eyebulge diamondlinedfashion woven from unborn ninetyhour profit pamphlets,handstitched hair pillow like phoenix:fog narrators behind hall mirrors and magnetic decay.a plastic vine of zipper tooth ordinancescavity blackwire flux network, frogwater spittle pouting blood,powerplay impression lie six whittling our tongues teartastelessto clone out skydust, shave hips, and cat’s cradle sunsetschased hardening to mannequin under lowbudget mideighties lightingbranding iron limbs and tealtinted tumor gridnooseunflapped to dunk distracted oilchin larvae in my trunkand scoop sour cream clots into docketslike yawning to a hairdryer;severing my first frozen knuckles to swallowin the quarter window of a child’s crayonwalled house.salvation megastore cageform, makes a nice light snack.hope in a tv dinner’s empty compartment, on the cusp of smokeA doormouse, but for a tumor grafted to the right side of its head,slowly ballooning with fluid sap to be drained through a second mouthkidding on the squareblank eyebrows: twin lineart sunrises and shopwindow smile.harmless as a photocopied ant.Ghost putt seedlings, roaring undercurrent reed long minutesthe heavy (overkill) flashbulbglass yellowcake veil risingweave ear loose leaf reinforcement dusting sideline reservations,stroll darkedged above the manicured greenand steady firefly to patches of novelty tootsie roll nails.i can barely glance the programmed straw breakfast special twin blare mute hissescape smoker chirp with toescrew satelliteto breathe in fivesmooth halogen sunspainting wheat shadows against those spectral feetrounded corners, dumb flaps and spittlebrowed (conscienceless waterbody choir)merging with the corn under grey night’s anonymous armsas she trudges to her dishless pushmud and warpaint.a scotcheaten exclamation stumbles across the powerchord-paved lot,suit-and-jowls outlining the lampshadesbaby photo hanging dungeonlacedtrickseal banter antemorrow’s drained glass popcornscattering handfulwhere sideways chair trap reminds me of taxesand tactless doorfilling brooms so plain and handheld shout absorber,the conspiracy bulkadapted for screen and deleted scenesopening critical mass in the tight wavering inner curve glow cracked throat,a vampire beauty without radius or rabbiteye sandpaperhovering through congealed ribcages beneath the yard sale moonthe scraps i pocket from gutter quicksilver,wander methodically with lazy eyes across the subway dross mineshemorrhaging toes with a dying shakelight in a box of styrofoam peanutsice sculpture haircuts and banging pots will be my stumpsthat smell tax urine, reality tv dusk chloroform.a year week and climbing slides marks each sole in the metal,and solidifies the inevitable concessionanother waffleiron stowaway to half float futility.A tethered trex doing pushups,changing led lights overheadto blink like the power went off last nightin a tank and bite the ends of pensin the shadows and static.your face won’t grace any classified milk cartons;you’ll never even trace fullythe brittle stalks of your armsbefore they atrophy.you press your small feet softly into the snowbut leave no footprintas they stand motionlessin silent black suits and bowler hats,whispering across the fieldfrom their distant plowed parking lot:‘Relax with us,and build decks with us,and convex with us,and climb backs with us.’
