Evolooshun

Good Morning, Mrs. Cloud. Good Evening, Mr. Owl.

I think this might be the coolest thing I've done, but I don't think the person I did it for liked it very much appreciated it. Was for a short film that I forget the name of when i was in college. It was for a short silent film, which made me fell like I had to fill it up with something. I wasn't accustomed to nuance  :/ . Anyway. 10 minutes of stuff here. Enjoy.

Black Hole Waltz

another manic episode
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I'm heaven's pup
They're Peter's clowns, and
those flowing roads they ripple over submerged townships

They've got a cough
They can't denounce it but
Those throaty hymnals keep the hunger from his gullet

The Sun drowned In dreams of amber
The father lived underneath the floorboards wedged in the wood-rot
He caved in. Eaten by earthquakes
I asked a stone if he had know why the plate shifted...

All My Gods And Goddesses

parasites
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Love me; loving you
Hold me, while I'm holding you
My fingers take root
I am growing foliage inside of you
Cherish all you're carrying
My children's children's offspring
Bless that womb like I told you to do
And a new world will burst forth right out of you :) 

Be my Tree my Hive
Be my One of Many
Be my Tree my Hive
Be my One of Many

Hostess With The Mostess

Panspermia meets Joyce Carol Oates meets a manic 20s something
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Where are you going; Where have you been?!
Where are you going; Where have you been?!
Where are you going; Where have you been?!

Voyager

an abusive relationship

I can see all of me
In your mouth cartwheeling among the cattle and constellations
You spat out my legs and logarithms
Until my gravity expanded me to the walls of your cheeks
Who needs grace? 

We can see you in the hues of a rain cloud 
Conducting the mountains again and against the movement of the mantle
Your child's laugh can move me over sand and under sea
Ask me: Who needs legs?

Lord Krishna. 
Make me a stepping stone on the way to Ratthi's throne so she can step on my nose and I can eat from her lover's toes up to their thigh bones..
So i can grow up big and tall; until I'm practically a wall. 
I bet she'll love me then, and laugh out loud at what I am, and what I've become. 

Who needs legs?

3 and a Half Grams of Lord Krishna

Keep quiet. Keep quiet. Keep quiet. Keep quiet

Keep quiet. Keep quiet. Keep quiet. Keep quiet.

Keep quiet. Keep quiet. Keep quiet. Keep quiet.

I've got a sound in my throat!
Begging to come out!
I gotta tell him, "no no no no no!!!"
But he's breaking it all down...
...that sound. 

I have a sound in my throat
He just bubbled out
I think he went home
Eloped out of town.

That. 
Sound. 

Keep Quiet. 
Keep Quiet. 
Keep Quiet. 
Keep Quiet.

Keep Quiet!

Cardboard mountains where the children play
in the heaps of labor people stowed away
Within walls of marble that abide all the fruits
of the cardboard people and their cardboard

Saints. I don't know what to do with all these Saints
But throw them in the ocean that I drank
Out of my palms, oh god! I drink!
The wisdom of a child fills my veins

let's go sailing!

Cardboard galleys where Phoenician seafaring peoples bathed in olives under cardboard planes
With beaks of bone dropping stones on the heads of the hapless down below
Doing hapless things..

Things. I don't know what to do with all these things.
But throw them in the ocean that I drank.
Out of my palms or lord! I drink!
The wisdom of a child fills my veins

Cardboard mountains where the children play
in the heaps of labor people stowed away
Within walls of marble that abide all the fruits
of the cardboard people and their cardboard
Cardboard mountains where the children play
in the heaps of labor people stowed away
Within walls of marble that abide all the fruits
of the cardboard people and their cardboard

Lighthouse Blues

Three waves splash a rock
They're not waves they're a shoal
Its not a rock it's a cliff
It's not a cliff it's an island

This island's a ship
We're the hairs on its mole
and we are taking a trip
and this sea will unfold

But it all disappears
We were all never there
I take the thoughts from my mind
I squeeze them all out my ears

I'm not alive I am dead
I am dead and I'm cold
You are the warmth in my mind
Without you I'm not whole
 
It's all a little hazy
How did I get where I am
I closed my eyes for a second
now we're all codependent 

It's all a little mundane
I used to ride all those waves
cresting so high in the night
falling too deep in the day
 
But the trenches they rose
The deep became null
and I merged with the fauna
I was finally whole

No more troughs and no peaks
A flatline; relief
One ego below my old body
It seeps.

Teague_Hz

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