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Untitled
04:07
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A feather falls and all is well.
The feathered wing has fallen still
A pair quite eloquently fell.
What painful words feign all is well.
Tell me where to begin. Pollen drips from your every vein and each word you speak is as blood bound for use by bees. Forgiving child, spare me else I burn in effigy with an altruist's eye, a jaded heart, and a bitter taste. You appear as a butterfly, but I feel the pain of the pin pierced through my heart, through the board, and on display for aesthetes as I wait to die to wait to live.
A feather falls and all is well.
How appropriate that you light up like a bridge ablaze, like a firefly, like a fantastic flame or a brilliant sky. Blister of innocence, beautiful scar, do you resent me? It's appropriate and it's unfortunate that time did deal us both a blow, but I don't expect to see colour staring at a blank screen.
And I don't want that this take long.
My heart is already misshapen.
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Red Admiral
03:32
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And I smile as my eyes meet the horizon.
The sun, only just risen, has vanished beneath the skyline.
The sky wraps around clouds, devouring oceans and mountains, lakes and plateaus,
a cerulean blanket to cover a mother's corpse.
Imagine the sound of twelve billion hearts beating at once the world over, pounding through the earth and the sea. Twelve billion mouths will need feeding, but how?
Another day and a veil of blue invades every line of sight.
A sky once admired has collapsed under its own weight.
The beauty which once inspired hope has smothered the hopeful and drowned the beautiful.
What for earth cares the sky when she lives above all?
Hoard, overproduce, and under-distribute. We must guarantee cultural collapse and, to that end, it's important that the economy supersede well-being. We need to produce more to starve poverty and to feed the poor, but that means an increase for the wealthy as well so that we all know who's who. Nevermind that an increase in food always results in an increase in population. We suffer from the blessing of human exemption.
The more we lie to ourselves, the more we fade. Our global lack of trust we must betray. Our cultural vision demands a change and all we've thought to do is to sit and to wait.
They all will stress "economy". Perhaps that isn't what we need.
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Polar
02:32
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Another pill will put me to sleep. And in the land where we're free to decide between off-white and cream to paint the walls of our lives, nobody seems even to mind that he or she has been force-fed these pills. Democracy remains a myth.
Our nation lives in a circle
where left becomes right around a bend.
And whereas each of us has a voice,
our cries fall silent, mute for lack of a receiver.
When freedom means "one or another", we have fallen because opposites are reflections in a circle, and left is right is left is right is not worth the time it takes to choose between two identical shades. The tree will fall and no one will hear.
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Anthem
04:12
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Freedom, with a litany like a bullet, flies upon the wings of a lonely dove, with a stomach full of pride and yet more desire to swallow. The grave upon which she sits is a waste of space, and she knows, but remains, discontent.
Dove, you have so much strength and bravery. And if it is just you and I against the world, I couldn't be more pleased. Cemetery behind us, and eyes to the sky, dear friend, I couldn't have more pride.
If memory is to serve us, we too must serve it. How beautiful is the art of survival.
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A Petal Fallen Newark, Delaware
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