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Adobe
08:59
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Adobe
No one was listening
to the fey boy with the scrambled hair
his voice shinnies up
a greased pole, slides out the transom
To the fey boy with the scrambled hair
your leg's quivering
a greased pole, slides out the transom
as the wine bottles empty
Your leg's quivering
pass the hat, pass the hat
as the wine bottles empty
two blooms on the crown
Pass the hat, pass the hat
his voice shinnies up
two blooms on the crown
no one was listening
(text by Beth Lisick)
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Trainging long Hauling-Dazed
Sea shouts "She's swell!" I fell
That one for.
(pelvistic click n'clocken rototation of deathtiny)
Introticing:
Calmfusion in vivimagery.
Just sewn into town.
Tragic Carpet Ride
"How war you?"
unnameable
inutterly
onotherish
Shehehe no ordained,airy create-ture
(my talkings ever eyely skyly,
grown skinpy on sold fooled).
Aye, whylie, oncely scoring, rarely roostered;
Scarcely used her natrutional wonders
(one does wonder why he shunned her?)
Maybaney itadbin freesier
Had me-and-er one gendeger.
(long pause)
ture I was too thumbsy from clossed fingers.
Lawyers and liars ongonion (layer)
(use too times art one purse-son,
one con-tain-ment).
It's "Nova Varied Simplex"
(such buried, hurried, (t)reasons).
Joyces leaf us coldinghot,
Holding out for springs.
(text by Scott Rosenberg)
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short reels
13:26
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short reels
hohokum
scruffly bunchbe
gaming cyclone
torch sofas
jumping outta gram paws
impressario upsidedown weaving thumb
so many characters gettysburg hangglider
banks clerks of beautiful feeling thought
kettle of juicy computer ophicleide
sewberoo caora abaris syrinx subaide parizade
ordo wrnd lithe gawn
kaf vophsi phlox al sirat
winze poseidon manumission
gaydiong ithun
chestnut bubastis neorama
uriel lugh
gayatri spoorweg
gaven exsiliency loodsgeld winst
abbot jude whizzy unloop
golden gate fatty arbuckles
(text by HD Moe)
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4. |
I Knew You Falling
12:21
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I knew you falling
Your night is coded with trains
And humming gravel
You invented the long line
You're my gold mine
Coiled into my fleeting life
Your world smells clover
Translates into goodbye
Unholy veil
In piles of stainless steel
What is it you're hunting
Scavenging and
Turned to phosphorescent red
Assaulted with time
The roots are ash and drizzle
Your family's disappeared off
Licking black seeds
Walked on
You came flying
Over with time
I knew you the discoverer
I met no one with a highway
A make believe bed and hair
Like chocolate milk
Let me burst and not know better
Mirrored water flow
The dead gray shadow was bigger than you
Your thin ruthless sighs
Bend over for sleep
You little cinnamon cloud pecking
Into my dreams
What is it you're hunting?
There is a branch we
(text by Angela Coon)
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Rita
13:44
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Rita
come shadow come
and take this shadow
home to arterial abbadon
this kingdom
come sunk in blood
shadow come
and take this shadow up
(text by Chris Daniels)
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