1. |
moe
01:10
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2. |
VID_20160717_1916XX.mp4
00:03
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3. |
basil
02:33
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Handmade bedframe
sits on six wheels
crushed in the corner against the freshly painted blue
covering the landlord and the plot of the water damage.
‘Motor oil’
says the sweater
sweating out the sickness of the cold/bronchitis
swimming ‘round the heart along with everything inside of us.
Bugs bite,
dogs fight.
I might
as well try,
right?
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4. |
VID_20161205_XXXXXX.mp4
01:00
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5. |
c
02:36
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I see
movies
in the
window pane
and they glow
in shades of red
until they shatter.
I don’t think that this coin’s what it’s worth.
Sugar and spice, sugar and spice,
make me nice, make me nice.
I saw
a window
upon
the movie screen
and I threw
myself at it
until I shattered.
Can anybody tell what this coin’s worth?
Sugar and spice, sugar and spice,
make me nice, please make me nice.
Silence
pricks me
‘til my
earth quakes
and it goes until it won’t:
all will shatter.
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6. |
VID_20170824_104426.mp4
01:24
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7. |
wrsits
01:42
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Stress ball,
rubber band,
a million different stretches and
none of them have brought you back to me.
Boom-bust,
TMS,
a million different doctors who
were somebody’s best; just not mine, couldn’t be mine…
So I'm gonna
rip my hand off,
put in my pocket,
hold it tight and
ring around the socket of my bone.
I'm gonna
rip my hand off,
put in my pocket,
hold it tight and
ring around the socket of my bone, bone, bone.
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8. |
VID_20180504_190248.mp4
00:27
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9. |
torch
02:27
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I couldn’t
see the light I was shining
into the eyes of the sleeping
ghost who called me a fucker.
And so I took it - I took it out,
all the batteries,
the bulb, and all.
Now, I await
the twilight of sublimation.
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11. |
cut
04:37
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Post-interview phone call,
they said “cut your hair, cut your hair."
Naked Snake had a mullet,
as if I’d cut my hair, as if I’d cut my hair.
Moe was curled up by the dead heater,
I touched his head and he nudged my hand.
I was growing out my mullet,
but I think I’ll cut my hair, I think I’ll cut my hair,
and yeah, I cut my hair, yeah, I cut my hair.
It was a
summer night discord call,
I didn’t have a mic so I typed while you talked
while the waves outside were crashing into themselves
to catch all the bottled words coasting out of your mouth and
it’s been two years since the glow in my screen,
the sand in my sheets, and the sweat on my cheeks,
and now you’re touring the east coast, I’ll open when you get here.
We starve while we’re living or we're stuffed while we're dying.
It’s not fair, it’s not fair.
Cut my hair, grow your hair.
It’s not fair, no, it’s not fair; but,
whether we cut our hair, whether we grow our hair,
whatever, we’re singing -
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Bigger Boot Melbourne, Australia
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