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Prequel Injection
02:56
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Acting composed
My nerves try not to show
The ceiling collapses
Misfiring synapses
A preamble that dissolves
It trembles to resolve
Solving the tables of values
A full stack of wrong cards
The prequel injected
The sequels directed
I’ll make the lines fit
We’re relishing in it
Midnight oil sold by snakes
A serpentine glow
Scans for false breaks
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I have loved before
Long before now
And I know what beauty is
Yet have lost it right here
I am human, falling slowly
My true self is plagued with much self doubt
A problem I see
Chained and not free
Is my need to be reformed and be the reformer
When I push open the heavy door
There is no strength behind it, only doubt
Trying to move up like a feather in the wind
Weighed by thoughts in the mud
Presently
One day at a time for now
I saw my best self in a mirrored glance
Too timid to say hi
He’s gone now
When I was ready for a new change
My hand reached out to find a question mark?
How many times have you searched your mind
For answers you thought were near yet still gone?
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Freediving for Bitcoin
02:12
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Flee to the east
Ending up closer to the midpoint
Geography isn’t so sacred
Pick up a sextant and chart along false lines
The glass is opaque and obscures foreshadowing
There are anecdotes that don’t want to be told
Using girth to narrow what is seen
To believe is to clean
Tidying the thin bits of string
That came from removing what little we had
Elongating when it benefits
Grading longer to handle the weight
A secret view into processes we don’t know
I truly wish this was simpler
High falls far above
A cryptic misdirection
The water renews
We’ll enjoy these rare views
Bit by bit the lite shines through
You’ll have to dive to the bottom to block this chain
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Like a champion in the fade, an incessant tide abrades,
drowned in complexity, hyberbole and qualified claims
We might move forward in the warmth of vertical devils
Their finger and relics and barriers
Grasped in shifting sands of ignition
But there’s a large and pretty house and something real on every plate
and a horse on every road and a scroll for them to read
Out across the ultraviolet realm,
Leaves and godrays littered my dream
On the steps of his pyramid, the oblation was received
I am placed under his wing
Fed and fertilized
If every hour were half empty, what had been gained?
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San Timoteo Canyon
02:21
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We carry a roof that sheds a shingle of truth
Here and there, up in the air
Admitting the planetary guilt
Digging its own ditches
Hold onto this all tight
No preventing tectonic twitches
The narrows are the rare sight
We follow through regardless
Frail in many ways
Our attention often sways
The crashing, shattered vase
Every day violations permitted by the silence
Striking the internals from the alien
A ratified treaty that annuls
It’s a trial that would rather be a heist
And we’ll return to this tinderbox canyon
A spacious nest isn’t safe for the few
Traveling far and wide
Tracing the networks of dismay
Their grip seldom releases
Multiple handles to have on it
The veil rises slowly, and sporadically
There are more viewpoints than thoughts
We view the disarray in a new light
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Escanaba in da Moonlight
05:22
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Back in the sunken inset
Crawled from primordial blue
Languished in a sunlit cradle and spoiled in their spawning pool
Myriad gladhanding travelers locked in their story arc
A cryptic suspension from the wagging finger of a behavioral zombie
Would you prove flavor to me?
Could you draw color for me?
Mired in the haunt of division
We reach for a thread of muscle memory
Entwined in some trepanating light
Malleable at the rock above
Then a tide of warmth may turn
Centered in an open space
Their high and their way and crystalline oils
Cannot lead us astray
I know we are the same
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