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written and produced by Cosmic Lotteries

speak in tongues
exhausting the lungs
i'm the hangman but i'm the one that's posed to be hung
skin abates
falling away
making flesh bricks that stack on top this foundation laid

parquet foliage scrapes a bouquet
while the crawling stems search for rots they can pace
cancer in pales where the bottom feeders play
and your life keeps changing but your memory's the same

hempentwine is calling my name
but my spine is silly and won't keep in place
cross of ash
burned at the peak
a sacrifice of which the mute never speak
a talisman with clerical ream
a hyacinth of heretical greed
palimpsest while bearing a name 
that fell from the nail and unmarried my frame

Lethe

My own life reeks of property theft
monochromatic hollow point bereft
flat screen iconic catatonic rest
waste my life with every shallow breath

cuz we're all strays stealing house frames 
tryna find our place but we never change we're all cast in place

all seen esteemed in a sun/son
pontificated cells are all that we've won
imprisoned epidermic walls
only live for when my id calls

cuz we're all strays stealing house frames 
tryna find our place but we never change we're all cast in place

vis-a-vis
my perpetual ti
vis-a-vis 
my body property lease
vis-a-vis
my perpetual ti
all i want is what i never need

my own life reeks of property theft
shallow schematic of a repurposed tent
tilting at the windmills on a land that was lent
lost in the logic but the arguments dead

cuz we're all strays stealing house frames 
tryna find our place but we never change we're all cast in place

clouds looming in a sky that falls 
my dystopia i know that i never saw
a murderous mouth makes a missive maw
only live for when my id calls

cuz we're all strays stealing house frames 
tryna find our place but we never change we're all cast in place

vis-a-vis
my perpetual ti
vis-a-vis 
my body property lease
vis-a-vis
my perpetual ti
all i want is what i never need

Perpetual Ti

dug in the center third node of nine
nonplussed when the buds stem from my eyes
make a hermit in the desert desiccate can't cry
strap jawbone runes 2x12 for life
wrapped in red light
smokeless fire
no more echoes in our world dull every sound
only resonate the beats that we pound and pound and pound
caedroia- its peak
antediluvian and meek 
bar dissolving the shapes that make up my lines
i'm pigeonholed to serve life in a slow mass sacrifice

vade- hidden in replacement 
a verdurous haven made softly vacant 
maim- i'm not so complacent 
but the rose was plucked from my thorn bush facelift
placate- breathe the heaviest sigh
your initial's engraved on my monogrammed knife
a sacred opuscule mounted by hives
my life a thousand years mummified

my stalks fit rows laced with bonemeal leukemia

Bloom

i've been eeried on myself 
proofreading all prologues that embue the drought of my well
with aged regrets and halcyon views
did we cross the lines that fold my face
in promenade our crutch it crawls
what can i do now that im too late
i'll even settle for a draw

TRICKSTER THE TRICKS THAT WE PULL ON US
LAUGHING AND FALLING WE TURN TO DUST
I'LL NEVER DO WHAT I FEEL I TRUST
I'M SPRINTING DOWN THE BARREL OF YOUR LOADED GUN

askew at all cost the sum of my means
a vicissitude plinth of ones i've killed
sanctorum from hiding all that i've seen
a false water amnion of what i wish i could build
waxed in blood of parchment prose
sedentary sorrow of words we've known 
you pinch the bridge of your nose 
my index and thumb meet past the bone

O, Trickster!

wake up the morning sun
gelid gales crawl through my lungs
saunter austere in sway
tenebrous in a legless way

my blank atrium it tells me
so many times ive been failing
step through the skin as it scales me
blink and you just might miss me

self-oscillate your bleak feels so
atomic gust of tragisews 
you left too late with piecemeal blows
and all the sharks in the gene pool

callous to what i know
stuck between what comes and goes
twisting the arm of the river we were giving her a sunburn 
it wasn't much better we were living like it never really didn't hurt

you're looking weird you're looking shifty
you're looking like you kinda get me
popped and felt head drifting 
blink and you just might miss me

the carpal gapes I'm left to sew
did you sigh or did you know
you left too late with piecemeal blows 
and all the sharks in the gene pool

Sharks In The Gene Pool

ungrounded untethered unlatched unweathered unearned unleisured sunburned forever
my face grime vector nice place i'd never too shamed together get phased forever

losing my mind it's a cause of the time
losing my time it's a cause of the mind
fosse curls tail through teeth
rattle scale suit wreath

i wanna say all the things that I like
bitcrush my dreams at night
origami all the data I find
fall with the cranes while folds unwind
temples hum with the overtones
want them to leave but they won't go 
guess I'll have to take em to the show
i only go when burnie goes cus jazmine goes

losing my mind it's a cause of the time
losing my time it's a cause of the mind
fosse curls tail through teeth
rattle scale suit wreath
siphon all the dreams
nebulous and free

Overtones

Punk-based, electronically-decorated duo from north Texas

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