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Cup Sleeper
05:28
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I’m going back to the cave
In the time before the grave
Lightning on the other side
Of the membrane
Wars pulse in the uterus
But I'm not afraid
I sleep inside the cup
And the trumpets wake me up
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Sudden Amnesia
02:55
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A nation of islands finds an undiscovered land
Amusing its sullen monarchs are beetles the size of hands
Falling off the faces of the Earth
The bull in the china shop is replaced by the elephant
Wanting to know is this the pagoda where the ivory went
Falling off the faces of the Earth
A day at the races, night in Tunisia
The name of the horse is Sudden Amnesia
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3. |
Potassium
03:05
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This year’s snow man has shatteedr all the records
He fainted once and fell back in ash
We propped him and he did just fine again
He’s fed by IV potassium
Rights there’s a great spot to grab a selfie with him
Upright in front of the on-line town
An arbor of grapes abounds above his the hat on his head
Rehydrated with potassium
We know that romance ends badly
So says the fortune in broken jar
The webs of spides suggest strange connections
Between his charcoal eyes
And this spiralling star
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Archaeopteryx
07:21
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I woke up
And there was singing
A golden old song from way back when
I looked around
For another human being
All I saw was my dear old friend
His prosthetics had been stolen
And the hole inside his abdomen
Was filled with green seawater
He was fond of saying
It’s rainy season everyday
And summer nights are actic winters
Keep an eye on the water gauge
Mind the sign on the cage
Did I happen to mention Ron
Ron’s job is ferryman
He paddles in an old refrigerator
He holds your arm as you climb on
Put a bitcoin on your tongue
He takes you over to the incinerator
As you arrive a spectacle
Upon the shore grows visible
And the marquee sign says Straight Out Of Ice
The lady in the ticket box
Slides a sheet beneath the slot
Reads Rules of Conduct and Advice
Keep an eye on the water gauge
Mind the sign on her cage
Feed the archaeopterx
We are trying to get her fly
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5. |
Salt
02:07
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Sleep when you’re able
Restless is the cradle
When the storm’s advancing
It sets the branches dancing
Tiny drops of water
Together being disorder
The widow in the rafters
Knocks and waits for answers
Who blows out the candle
Is his job to assemble
A plan of exit
A pinch of salt at each step
I’m behind and you’re ahead
I’m trying to follow in your tread
Stand where you just stood
But there’s a flood
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6. |
Face of An Emperor
04:15
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Pray for the soul of Mary Adams
On holiday by the sea
Taken sideways when the wave came
And into the blue company
Pray for the soul of Mary Adams
Her lifespan one long anxiety
Given to fearing what might have happened
Taken by what she could plainly see
A premonition of the face of an emperor
His simian visage, his fin-like wings
A dream she had in her one-room efficiency
Coming down to her now like images on film
That’s when the wave came
When silence left an opening
When calm betrayed a crossway
Of physics and anatomy
And so Mary Adams went
Her tresses streaming out preceding her
Arm in arm with the element
That in eliminating so delivered her
At last with the wave gone
And the oxygen balloon departing for the mirror
She committed to the change recreating her
With the element arm in arm
Moments of panic in the blue world
And then beginning to perceive
Other kingdoms, other wastelands
As Christ entered his father’s heaven arm in arm with thieves
Arm in arm, arm in arm…pray for the soul of Mary Adams
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Berrigan Furnaces
04:38
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See these hands she says
I can’t keep em still
One minute knitting
The next I’m digging skin
I just can say what’s gotten into me
Specially since we made it through the outer ring
We’re about to pass through
The Berrigan Furnaces
On the way to the sun
It’s what you do
The Berrigan Furnaces
Listening all squinty-eyed
Try to make out that note
Was it part of the lost chord of light
Or maybe just the universe clearing its throat
Trying to make its presence known
Trying to tell someone about nothing
We’re about to pass through
The Berrigan Furnaces
On the way to the sun
It’s what you do
The Berrigan Furnaces
Turns out there's way more heat than light
A radiance so fine it feels more like ashes
Or burning snowflakes thrown up from the fire
Now ask me why my fingers start channeling grievances
We’re about to pass through
The Berrigan Furnaces
On the way to the sun
It’s what you do
The Berrigan Furnaces
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See if you can figure out the magician in this shot
And which one of the other two’s about to take the drop
At the edge of the gang plank way up over the crowd
Adelaide snatching bullets in a wedding gown
Hoops pass o’er
Never a wire
Brokeback with a crooked cane
She crawls into the fire
She’s going all in
Says I’m coming out
Girl in a communion apron
Angel in her lap
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9. |
Micro Light
06:22
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Open your eyes
In this micro light
Is it snow or is it sand
Did the branch ignite or frozen hands
Gather yo in the night
And speed you across the border?
Here we are
Behind bars
Ones your age
From cradle to cage
The burn marks on your face
Are they from fire
Or from ice trace?
In the micro light
We see darkly as in a mirror
In the micro light
Waiting to see face to face
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Menchaca Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Menchaca is a Pittsburgh-based artist, composer and writer.
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