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You Swam In
02:58
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Where did you swim in from ?
Some far away sea ?
Tombstone on the breeze ?
Where did you swim in from ?
I watched your waves break from my shore
then swam off on my own
Swimming Alone
I'll Double Back To You
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2. |
Morning, Morning
02:54
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Open out the backdoor
Slide up the kitchen window
There is all immersing morning to let in
And in a blink, it goes
Sleeping inside
Without craning your neck
To open window, and saying :
"Hello ! Cold Morning !
I Love You ! And Your Scent !
And The Way Your Light Bends !"
Then in comes the sound and the heat
And the long afternoon
To melt away the day
It feels so radical to say :
"Despite All Darkness, I Am Living
And I Won't Stop Soon!"
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3. |
Trick Of The Eye
04:04
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Trick of the eye
I could've sworn those trees were arranged
Differently, when I went to sleep
A grey swarm of shadows, made to deceive
"Well, okey dokey then"
But - I can't shake the feeling
that someone's there
I stare beyond the birch patch
At the vast holes in my knowledge
Performing for me
"Just go back to sleep !"
"Well, okey dokey then"
I felt the fear of who's staring back
It creeps in so slow
Like how the cold moon makes the curtains glow
Trick of the Eye
Just the tip of a willow
Brushing against morning window
In new daylight
The holy sounds of great pines creaking
Feel so different when you can't see them
Ancient sighs and heavy heaving
"Well, Okey Dokey then"
A sudden movement out the window
Moth wings beating erratically
Baleful shadows in the porchlight
"Just go back to sleep!"
"Well, okey dokey then"
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4. |
(Weaving)
01:55
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5. |
Cyan Sing
04:26
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That was the perfect time to stop singing
In the hushed silence after Riptide had broken
Shuffling feet to closing doors
An ending
But outside the window the foghorns of streetlights are sounding
We close our own doors
And settle - pregnant calm invading
And in early night the faces are obscure
But in the right light I can see your hands softly trembling
Pushing the hair out of your eyes
You are a decade of Feeling
A great spilling bounty of love
And it shows
That was the perfect way to mix green and blue
Into a hopeful cyan
To spread on the page in inky burst
And - a few hours later I saw the drying cloud of pigment
On the glass surface of your desk
Temporary stain, and the notion
That the best creations are fleeting
And made with no one else in mind
I felt that hope and confidence
Make way for great sadness
And our distance and your loss
Betray the sound of your voice
But you were always there when needed
Blowing strong gusts
You patient Egret
You let go
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6. |
Sounds Release
05:37
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On the way outside
I stopped to look, and engage
It was freezing
I pulled the blanket tighter
And felt a beautiful feeling : dark tree lined corridor
And streetlights through lace
Resting on quiet floor
Forgetting the body, living numb
Forgetting the body, so it goes
And the winter
Sounds release
A delicate dawning
On the way outside,
A piece of trash
Hit me in the face
But I still felt a beautiful feeling : unexpected taste of cellophane
And snowmelt, seeping in quiet rain
Forgetting the body, in blanket clothes
Forgetting the body, hissing steam
And the cold berth
Brings some relief
A cloaking, a hiding
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7. |
Dust
03:52
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The dust on the resin
Is settling
And I am trying hard not to kill my mind
With nostalgia
But it remains ever present
In what is not there, in what is changing
I can't escape it
Those woods are gone, carved into homes
Cheap plastic useless homes
And standing in gross light, a locked front door
that says : "you're not welcome here"
And it's so hard not to feel cynical
About the endless loop
Of creating and displacing
But I know those homes will stay empty forever
Because to really live somewhere
Means embracing, and not blindly paving
Away
The crater near my home, collects and overflows
I know how that goes
And I know I'm not immune, I am implicated too
I Am A Seed On The Wind Bearing Change
And then the rain comes
Down
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8. |
Hunters
03:21
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Hello (Hello)
My voice and echo
Comes screeching out in soundless night
To greet
A wide world
Hunters, you're haunting
You're slow moving chemicals in the lake
Hunters, don't haunt me
Don't bring your violence your storm your earthquake
And my voice is an echo
I'm trying to forget
Standing still in fleeting air
Just gasping, decaying
Hunters, you haunt me
Your ghosts are fermenting in my chest
Hunters, you call me
Your thunder brings me to flesh and blood again
Your
Violent
Boom
Hunters, don't haunt me
Let me waterfall your vision bare
Hunters, I dare to haunt you
I'll watch you bare your teeth at my nightmare
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9. |
Wanting
03:33
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Sow My Own Seeds
Onions and Greens
Writhing in Heat
Bulbs and Beauty Leaves
Raindrops Form New
Does What Wet Do
The Pokeweed Doesn't Move
When The Train Pours Through
I Feel That Still
Mood And Goodwill
And I Want Not What Want Do
Brings Back Consume
Knowing Everything
Must Be So Boring
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Ana Woulfe Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
artist printmaker musician soft freak transexuelle caring person smiley face
ana@deeperclarity.net
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