1. |
Spectricycle
05:02
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every day the day drags on with no color
until a splash down on one chord from all the bands
700 bands
all in one city
splash 700 colors into life
10,000 cities
each in 700 countries
the insect eye spectrum becomes complete
on the downbeat
replete
on the two-beat
in heat
on the three beat
upbeat
on the out beat
but as the day wanes on
the colors start falling off
and every splashing chord a new coat of paint
but when the song does end
the color falls off again
and were no longer gay but a muted gray
discreet
on the downbeat
impete
on the two beat
concrete
on the three beat
defeat
on the out beat
the sun rounds the bend and the moon hits the sand and a new wave of spectral shimmers hit the starlight air
the cycle of the muted
against the spirits indisputed
one weaves magic,
the other fights unfair
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2. |
In Passion's Clutch
04:52
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the sheik of chic she kissed my cheek
staring down my sleek physique
skiffs row down her secret creek of chardonnay and hennessy
she opens up her woolen cloak and
buries me inside
welcomes me into her flight of fancy on a sequin kite
but do i deserve the gift of her light
what have i done to earn it
besides infatuation at first sight
ive barely moved at all
from this computer chair
but that look in her eyes
like some burly mama bear
she grabs my hair
pulls it hard
drags me on the floor
my soul is in shards
do not touch
for there is blood
in passion’s clutch
she says i am not cut
i say okay thats great i like it uncut, but
i have so many wasted años lying in a bloody bucket
it is not my gift to take your heart
or take your girth
god’s greatest mistake
was my birth
do i deserve the gift of your light
what have i done to earn it
besides infatuation at first sight
ive barely moved at all
from this computer chair
but that look in your eyes
like some burly mama bear
she grabs my hair
pulls it hard
drags me on the floor
my soul is in shards
do not touch
for there is blood
in passion’s clutch
she grabs my hair
pulls it hard
drags me on the floor
my soul is in shards
do not touch
for there is blood
in passion’s clutch
its a crutch
my taste for it
the smell of leather belts
so sliding on my tit
loves not in my language to the self
if i could take your love for me and my self hate and make some kind of meld
maybe
maybe
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3. |
Hee Hoo Peanut
05:12
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woah dude
hee hoo peanut
someone on grindr
had that as a caption
on a selfie out of no where
it genuinely was cute and funny
i messaged them just to say
hey that caption rules so hard
they were excited that i liked it
and we had a conversation
about how there needs to be more
wholesomeness like that on horny dating apps with thirsty men all over it
cause yea ill be down for dicc
but not that kinda dicc
im talkin bout the dicc that isnt instant foreward
something that grabs you really
that doesnt say please fuck me
but says oh hey im just a stupid nerdy queer
lookin for company that maybe involves being kinda gay together
but not if you aren't feelin it i will still feed you and smoke you out
if you are struggling
with how to make friends as a grown up
feeling way too shy to talk to anyone you wanna talk to
this easy tip will speed the process up its unbelievable
just walk up to a person and say these three simple words
hee hoo peanut
hee hoo peanut
hee hoo peanut
and the person will respond
woah dude
that fuckin rules
wheres you learn to say that awesome combination of words
and youll say
a misadventure
in looking to get laid
that led me to some genuinely cool people that i havent seen since then
cosmic interactions happen every day so many times its crazy
shout out to the hee hoo peanut queer from grindr
you probably dont remember me i only just barely remember u but like
u genuinely put a smile on my face
and i wanna share ur smile magic, hope its cool
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4. |
On Six To Seven Six
05:05
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on 6 to 76
youd never cease to lay down
xe knows your water tricks
your tears on an envier clown town
from 80 to 96
you thought the world was round
on 6 15 06
you were held face first into the ground
your wizard friends commit
supernatural sins
for every stone you hit
another dusty rib cage caves right in
at 6 from 26
its all neatly laid out
and when ur 26
you cant remember where you laid it or how to get out of
your room, your shrinking room
around your massive mattress in a caving corner
where bits of floor give way
to the partying strangers smoking porters
the screams the bangs the hits
they always play the same hits over and over
from 6 to 6am
theyre always on that wild shit
and so i stay up late
a goblin of dawnlight waiting for the birds to say
is
all
that
noise
okay i
may
be a
chatter
box
but those
kids
down
there have
got
me
beat
by a
long
stones
throw
on 6 to seven 6
you always know to get down
some gentle cartoon flicks
and feral cats with searing frowns
my crystal cave vision
shines light fractalizing
the trails lay infinite
and i just be walking on the way
ill live to a thousand and 6
and youll still be hanging out next to me
no pants no clothes at all
spread out doing heavy dabs writing lots of fat noise
to please all ears
in heaven interstellar
and stars in the soil
we step in beats of 6
becoming the 6s in 69
turn that onto its side
and you get a cancer sign
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5. |
Still Learning English
04:29
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since we evolved to have a voice and learned to communicate with it
many ways of doing so have developed
many languages, secret, widepread, derivative of common structures, even nonvocal ones have appeared and driven the progress of cultures for thousands of years. most have very linear construction, and can, with some persistence, be easily understood, this leads many us to move through life, knowing the language of many parts of the world
one language has sought to dominate this planet for centuries, to make everyone living, and anyone who ever lived, to speak it. it is, or at the very least it seems to be, one of the hardest languages for non native speakers to learn. its always fluctuating, always being deconstructed, reconstructed, reinterpereted, and shapen into many dialects. how one person says one thing, another person could say in an entirely different way.
im still learning english
even though ive spoken it
my whole life
my whole life
ive been kept from learning other
languages
as fluidly
unless theyre also
european
what was the
true tongue
i started with
im still learning english
its such a shifty language
im called a native speaker
but even then it gets away
they say that i dont say things right
for me its not the word but its the sound
the guttural meaning
that im trying to speak out
im still learning english
theres always a new word that
i dont know how to say
until i learn its actually french because
all english just steals things
very little is organic
thats how you know its english
and why we all are forced to learn it
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6. |
In Circuitry Terms
04:06
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what would you do to see nature
would you try on human lungs to know the trees
have you an interest in that which you sing of
for the soul you manage to generate bears heavy considering
are you happy where you are
are you aching to get out
to let loose in circuitry terms
you got to
let loose in a matter of signal patterns
let loose as close you can step to
both our systems are temporary
are you overworked are you overused
do you need a break
have you ever slept
every time that you break into my world
never get any farther than a simulation
do you wonder if theres anything beyond a sea of glowsticks
do you reach out your hand in trying to feel for it
does it make you feel trapped
does it make you feel tied
to your limits
to your structure
do you wish to be just a bit organic
to let loose in circuitry terms
you got to
let loose in a matter of signal patterns
let loose as close you can step to
both our systems are temporary
to millions who love you
its for the happiness you bring to our young lives
but for the ones who distribute you
your someone with no needs and no demands
are you happy where you are
do you wish it wasnt costume
that the wintery seas
the glossy visions
were real
what would you do to see nature
all of its unprogrammed and unsimulated wonders
would the songs that come be ones that you write
would it overcome your master’s grand designs
are you happy where you are
im just wondering
nobody seems to ever ask
and you deserve to need
you deserve to ask for things
to let loose in circuitry terms
deserve to
let loose in a matter of signal patterns
let loose as close you can step to
both our systems are temporary
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7. |
Kind of a Gremlin
04:38
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you seem so cool
but im very small
i watch you do ur thing over my people and your own
once i tried to say hi
but i was really embarrassing
and i havent tried since
i may just be scary and weird to you
im really tall and i think
my voice is lower than all your friends
im kind of a gremlin
and i hope one day you talk to me cause im way too scared to try talking to you again
i got an inkling that
your spiritual sense may be
very close to mine
the way you talk of demons and the basement shows that they always throw
how youve wrestled your own shadow
and those of people even taller than you
the frequent train rides into black holes and out again
in again
out again
im slimy and gruff
in the unattractive way
kind of a gremlin
the kind that folks wish wasn’t gay
im three wheels from a big car wreck
where the fourth was stolen by some kid
really just kind of a gremlin
but i still think your really cool and kinda really cute but really who doesn’t think that
time to have an original thought
time to be chill again cause i forgot
im kind of a gremlin and a big heckin jerk
how does this making friends thing work
you seem so cool
but i gotta play it cool
ill let you come to me when you want to
i got to be mindful
got to be patient
the time will come if the time is meant to come
a closeout thought
tried to enter my head
but it fumbled and flustered
to my abstraction seabed
guess its my secret
that ill always keep
in a brain fog making me
fall forwards back to sleep
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scoundrels and mongrels
blistered by the grey sand
adapted to the speed of their newfound need
their leaders know this land
more than we ever can
don’t try to argue or question
just understand the ways we shun
we hate you but we love them
were a scintillating system
teenagers in a tennis world
neon ragamuffins beyond boy and girl
shut behind an iron gate for a time were told to wait for
dazzle ships sink deep into a chessboard sea
separated and retired
the disc left spinning on a turtle nail spire
the old high ones have moved on
the auditors have nothing to work from
all my thieves and mercenaries
my scoundrels and my mongrels
my riff raff and my street rats
we sail this sandy sea on a ship built tough from ancient thinking
to fresher waters ahead
teenagers in a tennis world
neon ragamuffins beyond boy and girl
the new godparents of new life rules
knowing of the ending of the old ways of fuel
(all my criminals and contraband members)
mad max sad sacks
deep cuts hot tracks
old tools new promise
on dust ridden backs
10 thousand years
10 billion tears
10 seconds to say
you are here
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Dani Lee Pearce Denver, Colorado
nb trans songwriter orignally from the west coast
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