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Signpost
02:13
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“Please dont trample
The flowerbed”
We ought to alter that sign
To read instead
“Tread softly for you’re able
To really harm someone”
“Speak sparsely, necessarily---
Just disarm yourself”
The silent pronouncement of a flower
And certainly we’re half as wise as all that
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Wish-Washing
03:55
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knowing it's my general compulsion
to crawl beneath my bed
and hide from fate
I'm reaching for something like Lawrence
and though i patently adore him
i doubt he'd find much to love in
what I consider
to be the cream of my life
I feel my inner resolve renew
or maybe i just have to poop
well what if my sincerest wish is
to lead a passive existence
my hope’s to float
perfectly still in the womb
though it wouldn't be the best view
at least you don't see whats coming
a blush of sunrise
light pressing against closed eyes
isnt it funny how
a life staked on principle
could end up inconsistent with one’s goals
isn’t it like something is injured, interred---
my masculine dignity? I wouldn't even know where to start
lest I'm sorely split apart
like the seat of all my pants
I'm rended oh
and living a life just so heedless
would the world confirm i needed
to plummet through calendar page
sedate
the yarn
unspooling into the dark
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3. |
Ms Ice Sandwich
03:22
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People are so engrossed with their own lives
And they show it
You may be one of the few
Person comes last is you
You cry cause you're lonely
You're missing something but don't even know it
You feel ok in the sandwich que
Or in art class at school
You like your sketch
But black lines
Could ruin it
The empty bench
Some things are
Really permanent
Always made you feel something
Made you feel something
Pretty for real
When the crows fly home at dusk
For a night roost in the hills
I wish grief really changed things
I wish those who depart
Just were roosting
Up in the hills
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As Yourself
03:00
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I’m like that
can't say if I mean to be like that
but here i am
well, here i am
I’m simply myself today
I could see it some other way
and yet, here i am
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5. |
The Underpass
03:40
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the underpass
the other side
I’ve found you can't change your life
at least not really
you'll just be yourself
under some new spell
looking up as the leaves
gently slope
and heave
like panels of the sea
some changing aspect
you thought you felt but
like in a dream it melts away
haven't yet found out
how to make an insight stay
oh maybe you don't
nothing I care to achieve
only things to work towards
pursue the far-off music
down the icy corridor...
something felt but
like in a dream it melts away
haven't yet found out
how to make an insight stay
oh does life’s real fun start
when you give it all up?
and the plaster facade
coating the red gate
falls and fades away
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6. |
Facing Fortune
02:34
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I look up to calm faced fortune
Bath me in that cold countenance
My threads yours to snip
Or divert
At your whim
I look out to blank faced fortune
Ridicule me in that sidelong glance
The gate is unhitched
Poised on its hinge
Some see it open
Others languish beside it
Others roam
Uninvited
Unbothered
When night hits
They go home
Why do must I come here?
The warden
In her look to me
There’s a promise
So subsuming
And I’m drawn in
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7. |
Spectrums
04:28
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A mourning dove
I got it wrong
It’s not “morning” like the dawn
It’s “mourning”, like a loss
Like a wound in its chest
Like it mourns itself
Like it mourns itself
Like the pain its in
Keeps paying dividends
Such a soft sadness
Makes up my gladness
A kiss moon in the rose-touched world
Where I’ve been so pent up
Feeling so set-up
Still there's a gleam like mother-of-pearl
A mourning dove
A rosy chest
And an iridescent neck
Reminds me of the snow effect
Above Monet’s Haystacks
A prismatic pastel
Like melted rainbow sherbet
Pooling
And ever-softening
And softer, still
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8. |
How Lucky
02:58
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The field of life is ambiguous
as far as a desirable outcome goes,
there’s no consensus
and the methods to achieving one's own ends
are myriad and untested
Something beautiful brings its blowhole to the surface
and in the spray a small rainbow dissolves---
Is life worth it?
High in the atmosphere, Botan's oar breaks the limpid waters of Styx with
pure crystal resonance
but no ones ever heard it
We bide our time until we can best bide our time
when it’s not working we know it’s working
it takes no effort
what it takes is something stranger than that---
probably depends on your hostility towards the years passing
It’s June and everything the clouds the buds and the tall grasses
are frayed at the ends, flowering, and in the wind laughing and chattering
from behind the leaves the tree yokai insinuating
always seemed to be teasing
or was she only in her eternity
hurt to see you're one among those
whose lives are lapsing?
Just think how lucky
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9. |
Orange Smoothie
03:18
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to look without thought at the world-object
we went to see the movie
with an orange smoothie
when the curtain lifted I was new in my skin
I was so blown away
you said it was just ok
praise a simple matter
nothing much to it
hoped it would get better and in another,
other world it did
we're still living in the world where this all makes sense
we're burning signal fires
with piles of tires
you wouldn't even recognize the person I am
sold the spark in my eye
and made my first friend
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Gummylung Denver, Colorado
gummylung is a songwriting & recording project by sam w
more here: gummylungdungtongue.tumblr.com
say hello at gummylung@gmail.com
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