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Tlatilco Texaco
04:19
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Wind of light
Moth column in swarming flight
Fecund little patch of sky
Oh to love love by the blind building side
To love love in the darkening pines
In the highway tongue
The internebular hum
The rainbow-leaking oil drum
Oh to love love by the blind building side
To love love in the darkening pines
In the lines gouged by the trailer hitch
The pearl-mussels in the drainpipe ditch
Here I scratched my name in the mirror
I scratched my name in the fluorescent glow
Swarm column moths for a halo
Oh, Tlatilco Texaco...
The eyes in my palms
They eyes in my palms
What have I ever done?
What have I ever done?
Oh, Tlatilco Texaco...
In the darkening pines
The wind of light
Fluorescent glow
Swarm column moths for a halo
Oh, Tlatilco Texaco...
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Ocellated Wood
05:01
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All her ocotillo eyelashes in bloom
Her clicking cactus thorn tongues, her capillary desert broom
And in the coral of her veins, in a salt bed of skin
She writhes in the dust and she thrashes in the wind
All her features iridescent in display
Feathers grafted to rock, eyes twitching in the shade
And with her muscle stretched on fence, and barbs in her hair
Lung-thickets clot in hot and breathless air
Her body of bodies recomposed
With ribbons of fat and ornamental trash
A garden that glitters with her tossed-off flesh
A peacock that stalks through coals of glowing ash
Flash of eyelash in the candlewood shrine
That follows you following her bloodline
Cross Sonora without stepping on a face
Squeeze the fat from the rock, crush the thorns up into paste
Follow tidal drifts of bone, and sun-bleach of skin
Lake of her heart in the unforgiving wind
A garden of ornamental flesh
With ribbons of trash in glittering repose
A body that's grafted on the ocotillos
That shines like an eel in the trunk-twisted shadows
Flash of feathers in the shallows where you stood
Purr and rattle of the ocellated wood
You're tangled in some coral vine
That you followed down her bloodline
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Ornamental Belly
04:29
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Full as ever was the ornamental belly
Watch it swell with gold leaf kale and ivory rice
The mirrored room, the offering of a squid
The raw mosaic of all the pearls she hid
Thickened olive oil and moisturizing jelly
Some confusion with the laying on of hands
The bowl of ink, the ultrasounding dye
The squid watches through its open eye
Far beneath the frozen surface of the ocean
There's a holy congress of the warm-blooded destitute
Culling images of silhouettes in motion
It's the heart beating in the cold-clouded pearl
The heart beating in the pearl
Thickened olive oil and ultrasounding jelly
Full as ever was the ornamental belly
It's the heart beating in the cold-clouded pearl
The heart beating in the cold-clouded pearl
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Caterpillar Silk
04:08
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There is a cavern filled with bones beyond the pasture gate
Where the jewel beetles shine like the eyes of the saints
Priscilla pricks her thumbs with cactus thorns to concentrate
A blood that's not my blood but her blood in the veins of the cave
Find her in a field of milk-white nettle
Shrouded in a tent of caterpillar silk
Priscilla's brother fears no judgment from his images
The tangled pile of parts, the grub worms of pillowy flesh
He takes the bull by the nostrils, he pacifies his villages
He draws a blood that's not my blood from the veins of the gash
Find him in a field of sun-white cattle
Shrouded in a tent of caterpillar silk
So I drape myself in gold brocaded cloth
And moth-eaten pillowcases
Silk of the unshrouded birth
And I eat my way through clods of marauded dirt
And burnt pleading faces
To the jeweled caverns of the earth
To be borne away
Find them in a field of milk-white nettle
Shrouded in a tent of caterpillar silk
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5. |
Glyphs Rag
03:59
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