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Shaft Tomb
01:01
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Body Double
02:12
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encima del otro, jalando la perilla
ardo como cuero que se quema bajo el sol
alas de oro y uñas que brillan, de marfil
al fondo del pozo, rompiendo mis rodillas
dedos torcidos, cubiertos de ceniza
encima del otro, mascando tu semilla
chillo, y chillo, y chillo, chillo, chillo
no tengas vergüenza, te invito al cenote
bautízame, ahógame con agua celestial
mira como queman y quemamos bajo el sol!
alas de oro y uñas que brillan de marfil
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No Neutral Architecture
02:46
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stepping where the pavement splits
slick, desperate terrain
stepping where the pavement splits
what's been tethered must descend
stacking links on reddened skin
and a hanging chain indifference
stepping where the pavement splits
will I see it again?
hunched out on the corner, I watched them gut it
dark entrails squeezed out from the brick
wrapped around a scaffold, I waver like the braces
fabric twisting in the wind
mounds of fingers feeling around
stacking links on reddened skin
and a hanging chain indifference
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Rubble Shrine
02:04
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where do men go to unwind?
they’re kneeling at a rubble shrine
where do they spend all their time?
they’re shifting, sobbing in a line
drag my skin against uncanny monuments
(through muted halls)
cleaned myself right out, but devoured all I took
so I took, and I took
where do men go to unwind?
they’re pressed against a rubber shrine
where do they spend all their time
they’re squatting, jeering in a line
where do men go to unwind?
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5. |
Psychic Stain
01:31
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mapping out distorted thoughts
no time to watch the leaves turn and fall
no time to watch developments sprawl
shuffling, waiting for a signal in the dark
watch for a shadow of a figure in a park
waiting for a signal in the dark
lying low, clench loose grass
wiping the psychic stains
and I love the pain technology brings
but I hate the putrid order of things
and I am looking for an answer in the dark
looking for an answer in the dark
wiping the psychic stains
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6. |
Holding A Coral Snake
01:38
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Exotic Backdrop
02:37
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silver thorns protrude from every side
stimulation’s waiting for you
multitudes start turning towards you
a tide is sagging underneath my eyes
vacant pleasure invites pain
eating from a filthy palm, unfurled
licking marble digits clean
the richest veining that I’ve seen
a tide is sagging underneath my eyes
vacant pleasure invites pain
feed my weary mouth again
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Satisfying Texture
02:23
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I was a 3-headed, six-legged hound
faces pressed against the ground
following a new, inviting scent
hunting for a satisfying texture
500 dollars, stone slab to sleep in
let my used flesh be your shining beacon
465 to keep one unprofitable dream alive
things fall apart, the center cannot hold
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tossing, turning
beneath a heap of glass
pushing fingers through debris
out by an underpass
what will tomorrow bring?
pinned to a vapid dream
tossing, turning
wipe off the marquetry
dwelling on a plain technique
while the world moves on around me, without me
what will tomorrow bring? pinned to a vapid dream
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10. |
Throbbing Palm
01:56
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circling the stems unseen
I watched them gut it, heard it bleed
I gnashed at every shoot and leaf
I stripped my sockets of their teeth
walk wild perimiters
assessing the value, keeping a distance
and when the fruit is ripe
detach it with a knife
stumbled in a frigid trance
curved my body, then straightened like steel
curved my body, then corroded like steel
corroded like steel
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Rotten Codex
01:57
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Birds of Paradise
01:49
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rope of flowers will rest around my neck
compulsive repetition
sifting through a glowing wreckage
if it's discarded, there'll be nothing to neglect
and nothing to protect except the grief that has been kept
tugging at an arrow of disease
this poison wound will cease to bleed
convulsing paradise
compulsive repetition,
no peace, no deeper vision
dripping down the railing, watch it dry
mashing up the orchids for the flies
tying what's been severed
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Ceramic Dish
01:31
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thousand grinning faces, twisting with derision
I bend my body backwards, it's my decision
reading from a rotten codex in the trenches
tu vida artificial no me fascina
mire con atencion las sombras bellas, serpentinas
tu vida artificial no me fascina
no me fascinas
reading from a rotten codex in the trenches
knots in the ore
slithering through fences
who slides the belt towards unbearable tensions?
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