1. |
feeding the seagulls
02:40
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when i die feed me to the birds
i've changed my mind: don't put me in the dirt
i wanna be given a turn at feeding the seagulls
you were leaning off the cliffs hanging over the sea
aching for counterbalance and calling out for me
you would tell me you loved me
and i was blessed by god for you
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2. |
unburying me
04:48
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i’ve changed my mind, don’t put me in the dirt
i know that it’s complicated
very very complicated
but if we can’t talk about it
we may as well just not be dating
or even be friends
try to defend your moral position
through the lens of not knowing it hurt me
sure is a kick! this lying by omission
think i fell in love with plausible deniability
instead of a person
took you as an icon
more fool me for not
asking more questions
to your friends and the people who let you
get away with this
again and again and again
i called you and you sounded concerned about me
like one year after you stopped talking to me
something terrible must be happening
for me to want to reach out
the sky cleared and i saw with clarity
for the first time the havoc that we wreak
trying to save each other from ourselves
i forgive you and i love you i forgive you and i love you but
i don’t believe in good people anymore
and i don’t believe in evil anymore
you’d tell me that i had a good heart
if i believed that it’d’ve torn me apart
i called you and you rushed to figure out
what my damage was, what i’d be complaining about
what you could fix in a second or a single act
i was looking for closure and giving you a chance to understand
hearing this story from my own mouth
feels long-awaited
somebody i loved told me not
to stop at the nostalgia
unburying me from under the moss
under the wet and the leaves and the decay
look to the sky and the trees reaching up and out
i’m alright, i’m okay
shake yourself off and get yourself clean
take off the wet clothes
make yourself a cup of something
warm and sweet
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3. |
in body and out of time
02:36
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the world has opened again
and i am lonely
scared and overwhelmed
picking apart the seams
of the bubble i’ve been living in
picking apart the seams
trying to buy everybody ice creams
picking apart the seams
breath bubbling up out of me
out of and above and beyond my reach
wet in the blue light
bubblegum and peach
sour apple sweets
and sunny horror dreams
my left arm for time
mango and lime
throwing my left arm across the room to reach time corner and find
comfort is a circle
and comfort is a circle
i’ll ask for you now
my spherical love
a blessed ask for
the intimate now
a godly ask for
me to forget myself
and collect from all the pieces
i’ll ask for you now
horrible and greaseless
i’ll oil you myself
picking apart the seams
my spherical love
horrible and greaseless
in age and face-melt
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4. |
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i got perturbed
seeing an advert
for the uk cancer research
i would say i’m anti-cancer
i’m just not sure that charity’s the answer
like every time i go to the city
i am always surprised by the number of people sitting
on the pavement
waiting
for somebody to share something
and if your politics are single issue
i’d love to
talk to you about expanding
your worldview
but i know
it’s demanding
a lot of you
because it’s great to have a good idea
i think my only complaint is that you didn’t have another one
and if i’m finding
myself angered
by an ad i
encountered on the way home
how do i
reconcile
the love
i feel
with the vicious and vile
expectations i
have of myself
and everyone else
and their dog?
i could curse out
my own mind + self doubt
doubt you and
every reflection
imitation of me
but i don’t see that working out for me
it's great to have a good idea
i think my only complaint is that you didn't have another one
so i guess i’ll have to start the cultural revolution
in my sitting room
in a house with a ramp to the front door
a shared kitchen
shared garden and a shared
sitting room
we can cook our dinner together
and we can tell each other
about all the things we’ve done
in the big wide world today
take it back to the place we lay our heads
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