it's from the limited-run EP called black pear tree featuring kaki king

it's called supergenesis and it's by the mountain goats

the light coming through to your eyes
has been bent and strewn by the sky
by pockets of air hot and cool
the pinpoint shape refracts and scintillates

with your eyes alone you can't truly know
the magnitude and place
but with mine i solve for that beautiful glow
and i find it on your face

the light coming through to your gaze
from a trillion miles away
uninterrupted except for a trace
of atmosphere at the end of the race

i hope that you hear my voice
and the words that i use to show
that i want to be there, that i want to share
the starlight being bent by the air

with your eyes alone you can't truly know
the magnitude and place
but with mine i solve for that beautiful glow
and i find it on your face

with your eyes alone you can't truly know
the magnitude and place
but with mine i solve for that beautiful glow
and i find it on your face

scintillation song

i will dig
a scar in the silt
and i will lay
like a sword in the soil

sweat and scratch and scream
until i see the king
lift my hands and cry out praise
set my lungs ablaze

fatal			like a twitch
in the hand		of a soldier
give up			give in
try again		when it's warmer

check the locks	
three times at least
the man outside	
waiting to feast

won't be here
in the morning
still look for him in the light

shadows			and their sources
look the same	with our eyes closed
masks			and weapons
won't do 		any good for me now

feel my mouth
and my throat
	both go up in flames

bend my knees
'til they break
	kick all the pieces away

waiting			for my body 
my whole body	to crust over 

and listen 			for the call
from the beasts		in the clovers

clovers.

black powder left a pagan's spell on me
papers on the rug
fog on the highway knocks the breath from me
years weren't long enough

and then I'm tugged away to one last night as two
pitchpole with the boat
lover, let the sea do what it wants with you
holding onto hope

that i'll find myself
floating on a plank
on the crest of a wave
crashing on down into you.
into you.

envelopes and letters on the summer air
ripped up neat and soft 
keep tucked away a weight she tries to bear
impulsive stolen rocks

can't let it go, a daily struggle now
heavy on the mind
what's the word for how i felt with you around
just shy of sublime

some nights when i get nervous
my thoughts and my dreams
plot beneath the surface
and turn all at once into you.
into you.
into you.

esther dodson.

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