mind like an oil slick

by people you meet outside of bars

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some recordings i did in 2012 thrown together in a it's-nearly-new-year's-eve-and-oh-my-god-i-have-nothing-to-show-for-this-year-creatively panic

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released December 29, 2012

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people you meet outside of bars Peterborough, Ontario

this is a person you meet outside of bars and they like to yell while hitting things that have strings

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Track Name: 07.11.12
sit up. do not wake up. fumble for a marker in the dark and cover your skin in permanent ink so that you will always remember the feelings you are dreaming about. when you are investigating the smudges on your skin the next morning, do not try to make them into letters. when you see letters, do not try to make them into words. when you find words, do not try to make them into poetry. do not read anyone the poetry. wake up. do not sit up. investigate the smudges on your ceiling and do not publish the rhymes.
Track Name: taphonomy
so fragile, so notoriously unreliable
filled with mixtures of volatile chemicals
so easily unbalanced and broken

i don't think i want to make
any more new human friends
they all go. they all go.
they all go. they all go.
they all go. they all go.
they all go sometime.
Track Name: 02.11.12
you sit at a piano with a pen in your hands and a song in your ear and embers of what was a fiercely burning desire to leave an impression on people slowly smouldering to ash in your chest. you open your eyes as wide as you can and try to use the faint heat of the cinders to ignite the words you need. the coal is coating your heart and lungs and stomach and throat and seizing them all but you’re sure you have at least one more fire in you— just one more poem, to cremate what’s left.
Track Name: shadflies & beer
the sun will rise on my softened body
just hours after we leave here
after we finally move our feet from these soft wood planks
after we tear ourselves from this table of shadflies and beer

the sun will reach down to work tension out of my bare shoulders
painting them like it paints clouds with sailors' warnings
and it will dry up and flake off; art always fades off of my body
nobody can mark me, not even the maker of mornings
not even the bringer of daylight can brand me permanently

we'll feast, we'll feed on that windy island
bare feet in gravel and on dirt
we'll run and we'll fall like we used to in schoolyards
we'll touch our bloody knees with sweaty fingers like they don't hurt

we'll feast, we'll fly, we'll climb away
from everything that chased our vessel on its journey across the sea
and our feet will not meet the ground again
our toes won't touch the road that we rode into this town on
as we take it back
Track Name: i hope the world ends
i hope the world ends
i hope it does
i hope that we all die at once
i hope that we all die at once with no survivors
i hope the world ends
so no-one ever has to mourn their friends
again

give me locusts, give me bombs
give me useless prayers and psalms
give me cracking tectonic plates
fire and plague and zombie licks
give me an apocalypse
make me patient zero
in a blight that overnight will show us all the fabled tunnel light

i hope there's no future
i hope there's not
i hope the world burns to the core
i hope the world burns to the core or we all drown
i hope there's no future
so no-one ever sees a sepulture
again

lizard people, if you're listening
come and leave the scorched earth glistening
with our blood and leave our corpses to the beatles
all you gods i don't believe in
come and punish all us heathens
i am tired of burying people
Track Name: invincible
when the rain came
we peeled off our masks
and laid on the gravel
our fingers full of knotted grass

when the night fell
we piled in your car
and rolled down the windows
our fingers full of sky and stars
Track Name: old bones
she says "i want to live in the jaw of a dinosaur
"the eyes can be the windows, the teeth can be the door"

she says "i want to live in a t-rex's skull
"to find out what they were thinking at the end of at all"
the end of it all
the end of it all.

"so let's find the best museum, let's break in tonight
"we can bring a sleeping bag and we can cuddle up real tight

"we'll toss a couple throw pillows under the brontosaurus
"there's nothing outside of old bones for us"
just old bones for us
just old bones for us
just old bones for us

just old bones for us
Track Name: 05.11.12
everything on my body is drying out and receding, but my hair still drips with grease. the outside reflects the inside. i have always had a mind like an oil slick: a product of mistakes of the modern world that poisons everyone who stops to admire how it plays with light. the first flakes of snow brush against my bare legs, taking flecks of skin down to the ground with them. i wish it would all come off at once so i could leave the husk in my hallway to warn explorers. turn back; you are headed toward the basilisk.
Track Name: pronoun trilogy / ampersand
[you]

[me]

[us]

[ampersand]
i am the saddest sound
when you put your feet on the ground
my tongue begins to ache
stomach falls and palpitates

with your early morning breath
you kiss my lips and say directly
"i should probably go"
whoa, no, darling, no

soon as i put my arms around you
"i have to go."
i know you do.
but i want to block the door
throw your shoes back to the floor
float with you on this ship of sheets forever
or at least for weeks

so you can fill this next verse up
with whatever words will make you stay here
with your face next to mine
whoa, our fingers twined

i'm sick of semi-colons
i'd like to change our punctuation to only ampersands
no full-stops
only "and"

if we're a sentence, let's be a run-on
a sprawling thing three chapters long
a jumbled mess of comma splices
the whole damn cupboard's worth of spices
we'll pull the covers up over our heads
you're all i need.
let's stay in bed
Track Name: give me back my senses
you ask me what i'm thinking while i stare into the sky
i have nothing to say.
well, that's a lie
i'm thinking you don't even realize
there are only two swatches of fabric between our thighs

i wanna kiss without teeth
i want blood to surface thanks to teeth instead of blunt force trauma
and i want love.
yeah, i said it
i want you to give back my heart
i want to give it away again
to the next woman who graces my neck with her tongue
i wanna regret it

when a hand runs down my ribcage
when a knee drives my legs apart
when fingers explore the skin that covers my heart
i wanna feel a fraction of what i feel when we're just in the same room.
i wanna feel anything for anyone, from anyone
who isn't you

you ask me what i'm thinking as i stare into the sky
i have nothing to say.
well, that's a lie
i'm thinking the sun is rising and that's always your cue to say goodbye
Track Name: 03.11.12
things are always breaking inside of you. your throat is an unnavigable desert, all scorched earth and gouged ground, and your ears crackle and fade like cheap headphones. strings in your head sing as they’re pulled tight and begin to vibrate, higher and higher, building up a discordant hum that ends in a thunderclap of snapping. it echoes down through your muscles, shaking your eyes open. you stare at the wall and try to will them to close for a few hours. there’s a pressure in your bones like they’re all about to burst. you kind of wish they would.