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The Dying Man
05:43
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pinch my nose, clenching toes
rotting green flesh, kinship woes
the man staying in the room
next door is surely dying
legal drug deals, chaplains
state workers, nurses, mobile beds
i think that the institution
surely thriving
tribal pow wows, faces forgotten
catching flights, calling out of work
catholic guilt, reconciliation
stirring old thoughts, old fears
showing off, repressed tears
at the dinner table we only
speak of the dying
oh my god i've
become lost and gone
i am one of the dying
those i've loved that won't speak my name
and i'll send post cards but it's not the same as
what it was, what it could, tell me am i already-
oh my god
oh my god
farewells, snapshots, long days
tired stories on replay
the man staying in the room
next door is surely dying
reaching back, pulling forth
old times, past ghosts
bridges burned, walk with ease
this is his last chance to
get it right, i guess
he hears hang ups
not hung up, he persists
i turn red and yellow
i've never tried anything this true
tried and true dying man
i won't cry for you
you're more alive than any creature
that i have ever-
oh my god i've
become lost and gone
i am the one who's dying
those i've loved that won't speak my name
and i'll send post cards but it's not the same as
what it was, what it could, tell me am i already-
oh my god
oh my god
missing pieces, that's what i am to you
fading pictures, that's what you are to me
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the cold snap of march came
it left me bare
as your back i once raced to
keep so warm
as the winter that passed over
long days
grown from great expectations
joint breeds felt
i am here for you now
i’ll plan our future
call me anytime you need
i’m in danger
let’s take missteps towards invention
i recall what the padre said of
hating the sin and love for the sinner
i recall what my father said about pride
but it’s hard
watch me as i walk in place
watch as i devour your pretty face
i know the way to live a steadfast life but
i don’t live
i don’t want it
i don’t need it
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3. |
Untamed Ego
07:19
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my arm half way severed
dripping, gushing, rushing
dangling, tangled scarlet bits
flood the market floor
drawn in like never before
faces followed by shock by questions
"what happened?"
exposition to the inquisition with
minor resistance
yearning for assistance
it is apart of me now
i'll never evade my reflection
like latch key kid tried to
patch it up, but
my limb detached from the one
that snatched me up
trap that was set
shining gold fruit, don't fret
just follow, allow yourself to be
swallowed now and can later wallow
in pools of milk and blood, no honey
inch by inch the fangs that
sank and pinched like nails on palm
i know worse has been done
but it's easier said than done
i know worse has been done
but my goddamn motherfucking
arm is gone and i have a
goddamned motherfucking right to
be insatiably fucking infuriated!
i try to keep my chin high and
not lose love for the cloudy days
but it's easier said than done
still inspired to sleep with gun
and when meeting prospective mates
to just assume i should run
but when i breath, the air is still clean
and numerous sounds to find meaning
men and women with egos tamed
that can enjoy a meal at home
on a friday evening
steaming after food tea, not seething
with daily grotesque gossip
just keeping the good sounds abundant
just looking out for each other
just getting through this together
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4. |
Entertainers
04:48
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everything is different now
the ones i grew up with, i've lost touch
the ones i've chose as friends, we've grown apart
the one i held, i dropped
everyone is different now
my sister, once a child, has grown up
big brother's out there, learning slow
the only ones from day one
the only ones i'll always love
mother and father
argue some, but always there
aiding in ways they can
what they provide, i hope to do
to the next line i'll bring through
you all are all my reason
for waking up and moving
that's why i become so dim
when trips become far between
get togethers, sparse and lean
i am one of the entertainers
we hope you enjoy the show
always up here for you
what we do
it's for you
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Saint Syzygy Athens, Georgia
recording project of ian hemerlein
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