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Painghosty Dreamlaughs

by WC TANK

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My Bonnie Lass, she smileth on Heartache Hill A man stands up before a jury of his peers he is only wearing one shoe the other in his hand He declared, GEORGE IV of the Quintessant: I do declare, in my own defense or perhaps in my offense depending on how you look at it that I was never better than any other human though sometimes lessor unfortunately however NOT MUCH LESSOR! I offer one piece of penance for my guilt, I have a alas one shoe to sacrifice that my life might be salvaged!” JURY: George the forth of the Quentessant, what do you expect us to do with a shoe? GEORGE: I expect you to walk! JUDGE: TO WALK? GEORGE: Yes to walk. JURY: Very well, you shall be sentenced to one night on HEARTACHE HILL. And then you shall be permitted to return to the Quintessant, though no one has ever returned to the Quintessant from HEARTACHE HILL. GEORGE: May my bonnie lass be permitted to visit me on HEARTACHE HILL? JURY: That is strictly forbidden. BONNIE LASS, seated in the crowd, frowns and sheds a tear... RHEINHOLD: Stop! The crowd gasps; my brother Rheinhold RHEINHOLD: George! You musn’t allow this, no man has ever returned from Heartache Hill. In the name of our father you must stop! Good sir, please take me instead, I will wear your shoe in such a nasty place, that I may not hurt my feet! GEORGE: Quiet Rheinhold. This is something I must do for our family. I must walk up the hill of heartache with dignity and valour... RHEINHOLD: Oh, if you must go then you must take my staff to fend off the evil trolls that lurk upon the damn dark dirt floored forests of HEARTACHE HILL. I shall do my utmost George. May you be armed with the strength of a steadfast wind BONNIE LASS: George! Remember me! GEORGE: Remember you I shall, my Bonnie Lass, for that is the only thing that shall bring me home safely. George walks on into the dead of the afternoon, deep in the forest. It is melancholy walk that turns into a very scary walk. Scary noises and voices are heard and George gets very scared. There is a rustle in some bushes... GEORGE: What the bloody hell? A scary voice calls from behind the bush... VOICE: I HAVE LOST MY EXTRAVAGANCE! I HAVE LOST MY EXTRAVAGANCE! I HAVE LOST MY EXTRAVAGANCE! I HAVE LOST MY EXTRAVAGANCE! My Bonnie Lass, she smileth on Heartache Hill.
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perhaps first you should let yourself wear a mistake's spinning pendant fluctuate perfection resting in bays of indiscretions understood by swimming swans and all the children drawing helicopters, by gesture tapping feelings with a cane, releasing inward energetic embarassments, any withholding is massive notice the sun Rising, bid morning to love lingering in bed between red flannel sheets, tell this to the spoken skin of bedfellows in aching nights, skin still graced with vague, heat escaping in waking air, escaping in breath, night escaping in light, escaping longing, an emotion in the reflection of a flesh , imperceptibly caught between nixed nets of whisty displacement Tear a hole in the dream, love's transmission between brains ranging from mothership wonderment to nameless exchanges between strangers, the sun slid over the moon and the moon paused atop the sun and one hundred and one stars were born, screaming with light in the waking night blunder love imitating forms of porpoises like intimate moments before dress i never unliked sex on rooftops anything, vinyl chairs in contrast may you you find meaning, without brightness you can't see anything needing a shadow, color and form, subsidiaries of the coming storm deep diving into the morning's black yawn... ...lovers cried out in angst, gripping each other's spines and whining honestly because they still knew how to hurt ...though they pretended against each other ...against each other's respecktive grain
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powers of disambiguation and elation update your plates for recent places powers of disambiguation and elation gave way to havenplay masons say they paved the way oscilloscopic boxing to knock out eyelids oh mary it was so scary you be glad you weren't there your physical form ripens the sky with eyelids blinded by the blast of leviathon bathing the babe with mannequin hands darling made the spaceship change its plans fresh water private oxygen silent auction oh my darling fear no cake or pie, give your permit to that guy wear your circuit's shirt with pride mind the outside influences hindering your inside bathin the babe with mannaquin hands darling made the spaceship change its plans the most morbid court ordered florist is the horrible-ist and you will know him by the smell of the air under the flaps of the wings of the butterfly fox, which is undoubtedly how he will be getting there unless of course he takes the train take yourself back to when you were flying thru computer world and nothing mattered you scattered your face's waking devotional hopeful need to know to the needing of one to slow one's roll harps plucked by the teeth of the winged creeps who sleep in jeeps and play for keeps and i am you to you and me to me but you are not me to me, you are you to you, i am not me to me powers of disambiguation and elation update your plates for recent places Negative 999 reminds you to Update your plates for recent places. Fantantric Deals, Saving Surprise, 1 hundred and 1, reasons to commit. Update your plates for recent places. Remember to wash, step backwards once a day, service your rotary wizard, give luck to deserving renegades. Update your plates for recent places. Maintain within the tunnel, check phone and addage module, keep head in repentance. Update your plates for recent places. Don’t forget to pay who you put in power, freeze drip animal paste, -$999 on clearance waste. Update your plates for recent places. Estimated time, unknown, retirement plan, unknown, expiration date, unknown. Negative 999 reminds you to Update Your Plates for Recent Places for the sake of the greater society...
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Love Often Def love often deaf no antennae scream from deep within no bliss to contend with whatever as long as there’s someone to do your best with to fall through the chair as it were on the porch with no clothes on love often def its just you and the alone a poem of a you being you being loved going to the place that only we know about tie becomes a blindfold and hands cut the holes that no one else can follow it could be that love only leads to tears once a day a crying spell overflew the flybye i don't care, i don't care, i don't care Love Often Def i don’t care i don’t care i don’t care as long as there’s somebody to lose your breath with it could be enough to stay under bathwater as long as you can with your eyes open wide and you’re burning with shampoo your hands have gone raisin i remember when you were a grape LOVE OFTEN DEAF i don’t care i don’t care i don’t care as long as there’s somebody to do your best with I CRY AS THE PLANE TAKES OFF not for quiet little birds not for television’s words not for shark teeth i concur but yes for the proper creation of worlds NO NOT FOR TEACUPS IN THE BURBS PERHAPS FOR WHALES WHO SWIM IN HERDS of carp not for the 100 strings of joanna newsom’s harp aren't you tired of people who only take photos of themselves? lets slice trees into books lets hide treasures in nooks let's feel something that a camera can't capture smiling over your slides in deep reality on a stage walk around on a balloon that is something worth being born for special hands to make you feel sweaty and a hundred boxes filled with silver wheels and safety pins and cooking magazines deathly still windchimes and and unanswered texts and flat out regrets Oh, terrible, terrible regret. The answer was on the table but After I saw it I forgot to look... suddenly I became the abyss that everyone was looking at there’s a lot of life watched by sunsets and life is often watching sunsets lots o girl how can i miss you its just me and the alone these are just the things a person writes i’ll die in a double un-tundra i don’t care i don’t care i don’t care LOVE OFTEN DEAF
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I can feel your eyes on me like candy coated hands so feel thy skeez dangling legs in a chlorined stream those eyes one brown one brown and green darling dear don’t lose your hat touch your finger to your nose and point at that SKY you ought to tie it to a string around your winged finger make a memory bling i can hear the jams that your eyes sing swooned out over hot air balloon energy like warm worn hands your eyes to me omg you laugh so musically did you notice my toes wigglng when you walked in front of me walking then running out to the sea holding your hat down a new word for bluebird you are to me skin momentary like a pay movie its called I CAN FEEL YOUR EYES ON ME LAUGHING SURREPTITIOUSLY you were not in the book written for the screen formatted for television but you stole the scene you did your homework while watching tv if i ever kiss you i would put it on my cv SUCH A SWEET EXISTENCE IT WOULD BE if this became what what we each would be separately i carry myself like a torrential storm report a glass house’s reflection of clouds the candy council reigns supreme they can upgrade you from princess to a queen but i can offer no illusion of deity i can just feel thy eyes on me you can just ignore us i’ll sing you again like a coda or chorus the soda implores us my god you’re gorgeous... and fairies ain’t nothin but macguffins hold up look at that sky... did you ever see such a sky? did you ever see such a sky?
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rainbows pushing beyond the surface of a hot air balloon twist clowns around the angel anyway lost his mind rewinding, rekindling in essence a wilted willow at best in awestruck agony we wilted at once if we decided we understood each one spoke his turn (x3 in different voices) in centimeter changes we spoke (WES POKE!) inelegantly of horsefeathers and claptraps cognizant yet of our intangible endagerment laughing as if we knew something at any time cognizant yet of our intangible bewilderment laughing as if we knew something at any time at dawn you find yourself building a statue out of everything that once was vague the fine line between being yourself and being the betterment of everything involved with yourself standing between mirrors there can never be a focal point or scrap metal sheepskin pointing at the deep wind of a perforated glass head coveted rainbow mask set perfect hiding place sitting deep inside of a lion agreed, without becoming both enterprise or half assed hands left over newlywed unsplit gatling guns civilised, o look at california go how automatically it knew to render me you can’t do anything anymore how automatically it knew to render me you can do anything that you want in this type of exudate you cannot breathe putting wet around the layers of electric carpet coating your brain that’s the way the house breaks the house BREAKS regret swells like a daisy in your hair poorly tied blindfold in a treehouse all in a whispers hush and a flippant fire fly eye to tell gory ghost stories by there’s nothing quite mother to a failed disgust discussed with the dust to keep in mind a simple mind to field a graceful loss all were brought back with wings of good returning good returning all were made silent by the doorbell’s ring you could hear the statues breath people don’t die, they just die time is a folding viral spiral everything is true a rusted large american fork painted on side of a white yacht “all is grace” concrete had no right on the back and you wake up with black painted over your eyes trying not to step on the skulls stuck in the sand i’m getting stuck in the sand trying not step on the skullz stuck in tha sand i’m getting stuck in the sand
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she was throwing lit off light bulb off sky scrape night shapes doodling mandalas near death experience’ scathed by blaze spoke with a gaze it once had been cool, “I waited up for you” took a chance back from a step within the groove stillness and standing while watching her move took a chance back from a step within the groove stillness and standing while watching her move met me in wake wet face cold sweat warm lake guessing the tension’s impressions of restlessness “go ahead” she said toward the one thing feared. states one claim upon deaf ears: “own it, if you’re gonna do it, love it. pass the ball to the big man dunk it” love yourself like a heated argument a trip and a fall, shadows stuck to the wall love yourself like a performance of bombs a trip and a fall, shadows stuck to the wall took a chance back from a step within the groove stillness and standing while watching him move took a chance back from a step within the groove stillness and standing while watching her move searching for a little middle finger way to wait longer looking for a shirt to take off in the summer all the men wanted to stun gun her number one hit wonder ARTICULATE BLUNDER befell her he just wanted to walk by and smell her (that was enough) she lay in bed naked reading needs on the ceiling scathed by the blaze she spoke with a gaze she gave him a took and he gave her a look he was searching for a middle little later way to wait longer looking for a shirt to take off in the summer it once had been cool i waited up for you now she’s reading a magus zine in the back of a limousine wave heading home saw the signs in the stars far away from the glass in the lock of her eyes bags in the trunk earbuds bumping old funk... once it was all ready to go she woke up from a strange fantasy slept on a mossy rock a billion lightyears from earth she saw a zebra laughing hopped and happy crabwalking backwards through tall grass waves lap over her legs tide comes to a head all the way out to the trees water up to her knees she only carried a few things none of them necessary with a twist of the arm she fell back into space like being in a lake no one knew how to wait wet stump splitting cut from a chunk get pumped sucking blood from a trunk she danced like she did her own stunts but he embodied the funk she awoke years later at the edge of a cliff fear waiting to pang its fang into her last name’s lip she was a fog and she knew the cloud would catch her if she decided to slip a chick who knew how to fly and tie a tie in the by and by she hardly even noticed she had changed lives… in fact she could have been made of dust the sail fills with gust when she smiled she made others smile
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overwhelmed before bed fell asleep on a wet pillow twelve hours later awake in the same body relative identity while walking along the brick path to the car i felt a painghosty surrounding my sculpture i thought, just make it past the mail box and then i thought, just make it to the car and then i thought, must defrost windshield with wiper fluid then i thought, just focus on driving make sure to stop completely at the stop sign take a left on holton when no cars are coming ease into your stops at the lights drop her off at class, make a left at the police station too much possibility, forced focus nevertheless this day is death *** letting go the oars in the backlogs of several selves shards of the cells i used to be composed of lighitting up the sky with dismembered minds goliath shards letting go the oars in the backlogs of several selves goliath shards of the selves i used to stay clung to until consciously sick of this momentary chime goliath shards letting go the oars in the backlogs of several shelves shards of the shelves i used to put boxsets on abraham lincoln falls to the floor goliath shards letting go the oars in the backlogs of several shells shards of the shells i used to steal from beaches saving something beautiful from turning into sand sitting pretty as a weeping willow tree every time you think of me in a tree watching you watching trees hack cut it down bury it underground feel the feast under your feet when you walk through your gardens now this is a song i can talk over a song heard from another room walking through the light at you preventing venting by enlightening the heightening exorcize rites by doing the right thing pitting everything against a pyramid to send shivers lifting a series of decisions amid missles whist and bliss mixing in the myst of life's driftless existence eidetic light shifts when you climb cliffs and time dips below the line i'm tired of trying to ecclipse this im not sure i can like this i'm too sensitive for life i just hope today passes and i can keep my sunglasses on for as long as possible
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Frozen pustules of what you have done and what you have left un what dust collected on perceived and distributed by death observed by wrath, referential irreverence to be or have as has when a cast of friends in a drama about poverty consider yourself pitched what wants want gloves uncovered as if slow separation deepens the distance as if fast factoids could crash into asteroids when i hear the riots my sight goes violet the next thing you know, emotional violence secret emmissions or sentience ommissions vision’s vision of a marathon mission martian dartboards collapsing orange carts fortresses asking for justice or at least just trust us to nonplus your customer beams of light choking the sky, orion’s belt frozen pustules in mud bloody knuckles in the sun salamander suicide drill we’ll meet you out in the open grandfather’s knees bent walk like man RED LIGHTS CHOP OFF YOUR HEAD LOW CEILING I KNOW WHAT YOU’RE FEELING I AM NEW TO THIS WHOLE THING plural, mutable suitable incongruent human humor mural OWN WHAT YOU’RE DOING TRADE TOKENS FOR MOOD RINGS choose being OR ELSE WHAT? how about not? or else what? HOW ABOUT NOUGHT FREE EXIST NOUGHT when he grew a little bigger he’d be digitaly glitched backhanded by RAP BANDITS and winning a losing battle SOMETHING ABOUT WALKING WITH YOU IN THE COLD SOMETHING ABOUT MAKING YOU LAUGH IN THE NIGHT
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and what of today i move slowly in one direction, toward shy charge and horizon blurred, slow flowing arrangements of ripple water pillows, indigo mind gap open blow across vast astral extraction, flabberghastly masques tired of the illegitimate quo, the projected estimate of the estimation, a destitute emancipation, look at me, blood moves through trees i am a slow wave pushing the shore back soon all wishes granted wounded soularflare stare down at your read neckless kiss me in the epithelial as if i didn’t know where to look kiss me in the epithelial staring forever leading me astray, teach me how to perceive, how to handle damage, how a question moths into an answer, what wall is this held up by its own steam put my head on the stove and call it a home, i reach for the stars but dive for the ball and eat spaghetti sandwiches so what, the invigorate son lives a life of ideas i am a slow wave pushing the shore back soon all wishes granted wounded soularflare stare down at your read neckless kiss me in the epithelial as if i didn’t know where to look kiss me in the epithelial don't give me a pardon give me love like brain damage struck by the electric gut punches of life the confrontation is heavy, fallen apart outside, no means of adult communication everything is god or code i'm trying to tell you something, i am a slow wave pushing the shore back soon all wishes granted wounded soularflare stare down at your read neckless kiss me in the epithelial as if i didn’t know where to look kiss me in the epithelial don't give me a pardon give me love like brain damage unwielding unfolding trauma to water, the resistance we feel as our bodies are being pulled between between epiphanic worlds, but what of worlds, what world could there be but this one the densities the planes the realms the boyanseas! and what of this forever, how could it be that we are stationary in time nonlinear love in this dimensional counterwave, the largeness finds us even in our homes where we hide from left turns and counter catastrophe with balancebeams a fair wind blows to the best part of the ocean, a moon faintly wanes on some other magnetismus of stealth teetering on the edge of the wind, will less defined, truly divine
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Tsung: The battle is over before you know who the target is. Yo. I’m dark with this, Black Art with this, walk the park to this, spark to this, time to visit the Magus, we don’t play ‘Cuz. True Pagans we slay dragons in the air not a care, no worries on the world, time is an illusion, an intrusion of the mind, a deception of perception so use your best intention ‘cuz time is all you have, yo whachugunnado? Totally Krossed out since 4th grade, ain’t about getting paid, I’m cool with lemonade, I always make the grade. Yo we captains of this ship so where you wanna go, we not so-so or slow-flow, if you wanna get down with the mo-mo, we be yo bro whadda ya know? Life ain’t nothing but a ho-ho, I know-know, fo’sho’ sho gotta get back to the grotto, we be lotto, full-throttle, ambrosia in the bottle, whatchu know? Must be ferocious fo’sho. I be the quotient I’m pure, lights on lights off lights on who cares anyway same spectrum same anyhow what’s up earth people and where did you come from a dumb-dumb brainiac mind explode, I said it’s time to implode, I put it on the mic, start testing for the question I never be too hype and if you want to get the answer then it’s time to check the pudding true, I be putting it down for you, I said my humans be universal, no rehearsal kid, I open eyelid ‘cause that’s what the vid did, I said he done did it before he done done again, I bust leviathan rap yo the son of Sam. WCT: one is eternal one skips one says the right thing the other is alone agape, ultraviolet eyes wide with the theft of death steadfastly begging correction that was the night everything changed and the angel re-entered reality to be with these unhappy souls in amnesia a whole ways away a new criteria for handicapped space stolen in poor taste an old man negotiates a lake something to say over samples on repeat waking is finding a lover blankets surrounding you didn’t even known it was there that summer was held in death now i’m back up in the air with multiple souls, orators and oracles 4 of Cups, 3 of Swords, Strength EJV: Everytime I come home Makes me feel so all alone Makes me feel so old Feel myself getting cold I like my keyboards clean I like my ladies mean I like my sodas cold I like my ladies with soul My name is Eddie V, that’s a V and 2 E’s Putting words in my mouth, enthusiastically Let me pause for a minute to pay respect To all the M-E’s that ever hit the decks there was sweaty V and Ed Money and of course the Notorious EJV Don’t hate, playa of course my rhyme’s real slow I don’t front and shit, I’m just taking the toll I got no time for busters, rollin on Sil’s I get a dog with no mustard cuz that’s my fill I met Tank, I gave thanks And then he gave me a swig of tha purple drank Stay close to home Never smoked an optimo All my clothes I own have fuckin holes fuck it I like my keyboards clean I like my ladies mean I like my sodas cold I like my ladies with old WCT The sun’s coming to get you
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exit hexahedron... i’ve nothing to believe in... (3x) i know you've been waiting for me in your bathrobe and i've been doing digital gymnastics for pass codes leave a light on because i will be in soon and under the covers make room there's something sexual about airplane hangers or the way an evening dress will hang on its hangers when you wake up you will find me there, naked and nameless with my hands in the air a cartwheel left a crater in the silent pond its a delicate issue all things come ALIKE TO ALL AT ONCE [4TH WRITTEN WITH MIND SPINNIN] in a blaze IN A BLAZE OF LIGHT i saw your face become pain when i came that night in those days THE MOON RAYS WERE RIGHT and they came at night, but was that phase right all i need IS A BLADE OR KNIFE to incite riots of the right light TAKE ME TO THE DREAMPLACE now on a shopping cart treat me like your baby treats its baby Code Expired Flexed Chest Hexahedron Sexed And Vexed Left Breast Hexahedron Paralyzed Flesh With Text Hexahedron Essence Intent, An Event Hexahedron TELL ME THE GATES ARE OPEN I AIN'T HOPIN' FOR NO HOLY HOAXIN' no jesus screaming across the sky ADRIFT AND SKIPPING LIKE A STONE AGAINST CLIFFS MAKING murders in bathtubs on mount everest killt a mothafucka second guessing the wes fulfilling the plan of distilling the dam mothafuckas rolling off the roof of existence JUSTIFIES EXISTENCE PRESERVES RESISTANCE OUT OF SIGHT OUT OF SOUND OUT OF LIGHT OUT OF GROUND Omega was the beggar at the foot of the Volcano praying for the pussywillows Niagra ate you Before you had thought you had vibrations by the milliots titilate the tumbleweed with fire in the GULLET and you act so above it could someone please elaborate on the wax TROUBLESHOOT ANY TEMPLE FLUID IN ONE EAR OF THE LAMINATE PLANE’s THOUGHTSTREAM PROPULSION
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To and From THIS POSITION IN CARBON Less salvageable than a dead sweater in Rat Chapel Less flattering than a sweaty hood on a shrill vulva Sewing Samson into red leather in Octember Meet me in the crawlspace and make sure to bring the cooking wine Neat swivels in the vein weigh rivers of the midnight singers So slowly you drift through my oxygen solid drinks of friendly earthquakes Chopped and Swallowed by fire never before these Insufferable Accounts of Inadequate Attempts Inexhaustible Floundering Moments of Hesitation in Livid Situations Mindful of the Testament to which we were created Never fought for, Never Fought From Selling Soot to Chimney Sweeps Golden grid amid a golden bible saying stop and you think you're so above it all Underchanced Governments Undiscovering Wonderments we were not born equipped to accept endangered animals Fill your cup with blood in the club and shake it like a snowglobe Dance on shattered glass with no shoes on be proud of the badge Nature is embarrassing, Pretend it isn't happening Fill your cup with blood in the club and shake it like a snowglobe UNSAVABLE without inertia LIKE A DEAD PENDULUM UNINTERRUPTABLE LIKE A PROPER WINTER MANKIND WAS AN EXERCISE RETURNS DIMINISHING Fill your cup with blood in the club and shake it like a snowglobe Sounding off from solid dead invisible trees in bulldozers Molding you open with leaflets in your gold astounding wet hands brush off sins like dead skin in the wind “Don't lose your grip in the Infinite Abysmal” you'll be pulling icicles out of your eyes riding your bicycle in January If you come crying, we'll say I told you so you knelt down and kissed the birthmarks of the golden child you were healed and let yourself fall upward into the sky Houses Built In Beached Whales you never know which way to hang never centrifichaorganized ballistic hang up on me while i'm screaming at you, “avoiding obsessive behaviour to fill what now feels like an enormous void in your life” They perplexed us with the sexes Defying all our senses we were silent sailors unchangeably violent and violated charged with possibility like tv studio silence cold corporate Isolation naked but for perfection She wore it like an iron-on eye smile Infinite ice beaches outstretching inside Colder than Shockwaves melting to make humans collide We are not wanting Only Notice this Alarm This Allegiance of “One with All Beings” Only Notice The Sounds that surround You in the Waves of the day Allow your Body to fall, spirit to drift Your tectonics shift, organs in orbit As if you were a cartoon character and the illustrator’s grip slipped You're not here, You're Everywhere. In All Things Unspaced And Occupied The way you wear your Hair looks like a mushroom cloud Surrounding Your Face Expounding Grace Surrounding Your Sound Like a Hollering Hound Sent Swimming through Translucent Blue Amid Internal rivers of lightless blood Swimming through Vessels in black pants To reach Ventricles moved by Crimson Separation Commencement A Beautiful Lady's Hand Moved By Sinking slow enough to regenerate mimicking miniature mind roots screaming up from the Earth You're not here, You're Everywhere. In All Things Unspaced And Occupied The way you wear your Hair looks like a mushroom cloud Surrounding Your Face Expounding Grace Surrounding Your Sound Like a Hollering Hound Fill your cup with blood in the club and shake it like a snowglobe Its a taste and a taking away like night took the day pretend not to listen as the dark did not glisten Fill your cup with blood in the club and shake it like a snowglobe I Survived The "Precious Beyond" The Blast Was Nasty Fallout Strong from MONKEY BARS TO FUNKY CARS your life always seemed to have trajectory THE WAY YOU FLIPPED YOUR HAIR TO THE DAY YOU TRIPPED ON AIR you always seemed to understand the familiar your friends are from heaven, they are the gifts you've been given VISIONS OF CHILDREN, ALL REFLECTIVE, NOT CHOICE NOR PARANOIA NOT HIDEOUS OVER EXAGGERATIONS OF WIND ON WINDOW IN THE COLD SEASON WHEN THE DOG WON'T QUIT AND THE CAR WON'T START BECAUSE OF THE WAY IT WAS BUILT Self-Induced Schizophrenia In the house where there is no wind denotes the economy of youth
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Get the man a microphone and leave him alone Anywhere I rock the mic is my home ROOMTONE in the ZONE under mortar and stone I RAP TO STAY ALIVE stagedive and walk home INVISIBLE MAN and I plan to stay unknown when my skin rots you can gather my bones and turn them into microphones write poems with them scrawl your names in the dirt and fall over them GET THE MAN A MICROPHONE if he's moved to speak own the beat treat it right with the bright speech overflow or might leak tongues from white cheeks my hoody keeps the light off my hide and the bright out my peeps all it contains are salt grains and vinegars rappamaticscientism alphabets and integers tone is the alchemist room is the veteran the grandfather clock rap scars and ding dongs the mind is an obstacle, my mom is in the hospital stealing kids from crack moms while i make rap songs my girl taps along, i miss her when i’m gone i walk along the world and i’m rapping the feelings down i talk to no one i rap to everyone get the man a microphone and leave him alone midnight strikes and a kid stole my bike in a lightning storm i walked home in the cold had to go back cuz i forgot my girl’s mocasins keys between my knuckles for the mothafuckin muggers i waited for the shadows to move and they hung loose the night air made me feel right there in the quivering evening even i was feeling the season change nearly halloween i can’t believe it confronted by nothing but two shoes and a two brews go home drink with my girl and watch youtube get the man a microphone before you cast the stone my name is room and that’s my man tone we make them understand with rhythm and rhyme “this must be our time” zone
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EVERYTHING BREAKS DOWN TO LOVE WHEN LOVE BREAKS DOWN TO LIGHT WE IGNITE BECAUSE YOU KNOW LIVING CELLS EMULATE LIVING CELLS THERE’S NO SOUND ABOVE 12 BUT THE INAUDIBLE LOVE SO LOUD my first n last crews were outcasts, wore beast masks, we passed the glass round the mast in a train game chain gang, me the capTain, word stained, rhyming aGain, we sailed the ocean to the plain, my gawd such a horizon you aint seen, greenest scene on the screen, if you no whut i mean dusting off stars with my eyes as they go by, dont even gotta try it comes to me on the fly evry girl turns pink when i toss ‘em a wink cuz i know what they think, let ‘em jump off my brink. they climb me when they can find me, never mind me, poem stylie loud as a storm cloud unproud and rowdy i blew up rooms with my tankkk said walk the plaink sugarskank hey i get frank and crank-eee aint on the menu, but i can get some indian food to put me in the mood to step outside the rude and get nude not with a dude but a lady dont ya hate me no but really i wont sell you or tell you wrong in a song, just a lovemaker and heartbraker fulla soul smoke i broke that joke open like egg yolk halomudz’ hood, feeling good as it should nothing but burned wood in my wake i take a break never, forever clever and ever flipping frases like grilled cheeses & landing a three point bigger than master blaster, when they slip in the slime the faster i climb, flip a dime, leave them all behind my one crime is rhyme guess i’m doing time grinding my mind but i‘m postprime i’ll just get me some fine wine and a soft breeze wish like them winds that kiss the tips of the grassclips in that WEStern meadow CUT THE DUST POISON THE DUST TO THE MUST GET OLD IN REVERSE UPON A FLIGHT OF THE MIGHTY STORY TOLD PLIGHT OF THE QUIET SYMPOTHIZE WITH SIGHT EMULATE LIGHT TO FRIGHTEN TIGHTEN THE MOLD EXORCIZING THE RIGHT TO GET GOLD SMOOTH BUTTER TALK SO SPREADING THE FOLD FANCY DANCES REPLETE WITHOUT MASKING COVER THE CANDLE WITH HAND AND CROSS BRIDGES OF SAND RIVERS UNPLANNED IN DEMAND CUZ I’M THE MAN ON THE FIVE YEAR PLAN WITH A FLOW LIKE A KYTE TO KONTROL WITH NO WYFE TO HOLD I TURN LIGHT TO GOLD MADE LIGHTNING FOLD I BURN BRIGHT I’M TOLD IGNITE THE FORCE WITH A VOICE INDULGE IN A VICE GRIPPING THE MIC IS LIKE MAKING A CHOICE MOTHS FLY TO THE SUN WITH RAZOR LASER TAZER GUNS GULLS FLOCK TO THE SEA FIND SOMETHING TO EAT JUMP OUT OF A TREE TO FLEE MY BODY WHEN I ROCK THE PARTY TAKE A PICTURE OF ME SUN OF THE WOMB REFLECT OFF THE MOON ALL OVER THE ROOM AS TRITE AS A TOMB BREATHE IN SPACE LEAVE WITHOUT A TRACE WINGS OF LIGHT LUNGS OF KYTE TRACE THE EMPTY FILL IT WITH ENERGY SMOOTH AS A SUN RAY ON THE BACK OF THE NECK lettered numbers, numbered letters sweat got hotter and jets got wetter love it alone in my zone driving to drone and remembering mones of the best ones pick up my phone it’s a no no heave up pages to collage, thoughts come in a barrage then like this i rearrange into something very strange, the freshest fits your mom aint heard what’s the werd open the eye third take form as a bird crossing a galaxy way beyond you, nerd words multiply themselves like cells hells bells look out the shells are fallin for this basket baller take cover as the tank rolls thru he’s on to you like glue on glue what do you do? get out the room less you lookin for a boom CONSIDER YOUR POSITION ASSUMED NAKED DE PLUME EXQUISITE CORPSE OBSTACLE COURSE USE THE FORCE WITH NO REMORSE HUNG LIKE A HORSE, A VIKING OR NORSEMAN ALL THE WAY OUT TO ALPHA CENTURION THE CHILD IS NEXT TO NOTHIN WATCH HIM HOVERIN LADIES LOVIN HIM GODDESS BLESSIN HIM UNDRESSING HIM UP JAM BOX PROPER PUT ON YA TALL SOCKS AND HOP IN LIKE MARY POPPINS MEETS TOM ROBBINS MY PARTY CAN BE HEARD FOR BLOCKS BEYOND BLOCKS BEYOND PARTY NO EXITS LIKE JEAN PAUL SARTE OR McFLY MARTY HELLO HELION ARE YOU IN THERE LOOKS LIKE YOU GOT WORMS IN YOUR WELLINGTON I TOLD WASHINGTON TO CROSS THE POTOMAC WE BUMPED FISTS AND LAUNCHED RIGHT OVER IT it was like you could cut the cool with a knife and call someone you’ll love for the rest of your life hopefully they answer the phone because you want to say something important that this specific moment of unstifled explosions is worth more

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"Painghosty Dreamlaughs" is about at least four things. 1. Exorcizing the leftover ailments of long lost lovematic twist ties sealing off plastic knapsacks of birdblood and forty oz. bottles of mint water. 2. Letting go of dusty old apparitions by pulling apart flowerpillows pedal by pedal until the skin is clean green as chromakey pure, backlit by cascades of candles. 3. Light slicing through horizon stripes like kites causing eclipse collisions of cylindrical ellipses. 4. The different kinds of organically malleable laughtracks that permeate wildly through the hilarity of one's own firehosing sense of of directional trajectory.

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released November 11, 2011

Cover Photo Credit: Kyle Chitwood
Special Thanks to Jason Nanna and Seakn for additional mixing assistance.

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