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sinkin' ships at sunrise
appear as preamble...
with auras air-raided
we are stately in shambles.

The Hereafter hangs like
paper lanterns slung low,
then glides down the river
with full flames past row boats.

“wait!”
i will wait...
“so long!”
so long...

airplanes scream, oratin',
over orchards, barren channels...
scene grows grand with distance––
emptiness overflows...

the canyons are spacious...
the craters are not cold.
the sky sags with the weight
of halos and payloads.

i could only ever grasp you as a concept,
so i held you in my head like the holiest math.

at Calamity Synth,
all our problems piled up.
squeezed into a loft bed––
coupled Malthusian scrubs...

they are bulbs burnin’ out,
but planted in the ground
will wane through the winter,
wait for Christmas tree sprouts...

don't cry at creation––
its dreams just like snow
blown wild and widely…
colliding kaleidoscopes...

at my muscles zenith,
i will crave you so glum.
empty out my unrest
with some fee-fi-fo-fum...

splotches of his pigment
trickle down from rags wrung...
twisted ladders' rungs rang––
the necklace on which he's strung...

she's finding her footing,
she's up on tip-toes.
*goodbye* she waves, wobbling,
on balance beams baroque.

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from Perennial Dock Morning [Solo Acoustic Demos], released November 27, 2014

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