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feel ur blood
06:48
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A tornado, decidedly evil, used to describe people
The butterfly, decidedly lovely, that creates them
At one point it was decide all leopards would make better fabric
A white guy decided a white guy had saved Pocahontas
You can decided to be anything you infinitely aren't
If you choke up with dissonance, it's 'cause you're not trying hard enough
Randomly choose your life's work and then grow into
Randomly run into people and hold on to some of them
No one has any choice but to sometimes feel dominant
The parasite burrows its way through your efforts at humbleness
Sometimes you feel your blood, there's an oncoming argument
It's in every cell of the mammals we see ourselves in
I have this choice: choice to be quick
Tighten my grip on the joystick and purse my lips
I'm made of star - belong to them
Some they bless me with the clarity of a jade-blue gem
I have this choice: choice to be quick
Tighten my grip on the wheel and don't get hit
I'm made of star, belong to them
Sometimes they bless me with a light nap on the lap of my friends
~Sense into the liquid layer of your body. The way that blood is circulating...~
A tornado, decidedly evil used to describe people
A mass of half-eaten steaks and eggs in the garbage
A massive, unwritten wave heading straight for the island
A semi-circle of elders that knew this would happen
Sometimes we feel unshakably drawn to the living
Sometimes you drive your second-hand jeep to the country
What a relief when the oxygen enters your body
What a relief when Cassiopeia reminds you your tiny
... tiny tiny tiny ...
Every person: still in their infancy
Bones of plankton, skin of a soft peach
Feel your blood
What a relief
I have this choice: choice to be quick
Tighten my grip on the joystick and purse my lips
I'm made of star - belong to them
Some they bless me with the clarity of a jade-blue gem
I have this choice: choice to be quick
Tighten my grip on the wheel and don't get hit
I'm made of star, belong to them
Sometimes they bless me with a light nap on the lap of my friends
~if you are alive you have a pulse. if you are alive your heart is beating. find this aliveness. ~
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object to claim
04:42
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Stimulate the eyes
Hiding from the kids on the bike
The neighbours think I'm nice
Neighbours think I'm dull as a dime
Hiding from my friends
Hoping like a cat
That they're keeping me in mind
That they see me as an object to find
Bend into the room
Bend under the hum of the moon
Reaching for a stone
Dogs are close and I am alone
In the fight-or-flight
I'm functional and blind and alive
On the last day of the year
I'm feeling like an object to fear
An object to find that's
Shameful yes but valuable, yes but-
An object to fear that's awful yes, but no one says it
I hope to be proud and full-circle like a crane-hoist-crane
An object to claim
My name is coming loose
Name me like an object to fruit
And when I'm at my best please
Treat me like an object to press
And the soil is a mess
And there's plastic in you too
So fuck it, be whatever object you choose
And I'll hold you like you're absolute
I'll hold you like it's my only use
An object to hold that's fuller still than your beat-up Totoro
An object to touch that's absolute like a dug-up tree
An object to love that flails around like a collapsing crane
An object to claim
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