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Hello Memphis
03:02
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You go back to your hometown, to the hill you rode a tricycle down, but the hill is a shallow pavement with a freeway crumbling over it.
The hill is a shallow pavement.
You’re gonna write a book one day. Just gotta find the time. You’ve got a thousand things to say. Just gotta find the right paper.
The hill is a shallow pavement.
You’re gonna write a book one day. It’s gonna record your memories. Cause your childhood is properly juxtaposed with your current status as a professional.
I hope you learn something.
You’re gonna write a book one day. It’s gonna be rich with knowledge. All your memories will live one day. I hope you learn something.
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Sun Dome
04:44
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We fashion coverings for our heads. We shield our eyes to block the sky.
We fashion coverings for our heads. We let our hair down to guard our thoughts.
It has rained forever.
It will rain forever.
With our skin bleached white and our eyes shut tight and our heads bowed down to the sun.
We’re not made for water.
It has rained forever.
It will rain forever.
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Step
01:10
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I’ll swallow a coin. I’ll leave this table and walk into the sea. My blood runs clear when my head hits the pillow. I’ll just keel over. I’m not done working, I’m done trying. I’m not going home.
I pulled the rope too taut. I left your heart outside. I chased your shadow. I stepped off the rail. I left the table and walked into the sea.
Move your entire body. Don’t eat the way you did. Bring it home. Set it up. Get out. Acclimate. Rectify. Rotate evenly. Chew thoroughly. Restock from the back. Hesitate with intention. Rely upon the pregnant pause.
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Ball Peen
04:02
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Sell everything and move on, you’re not tied down. Have some confidence – go steal a car. Break that bottle. Tie that tie. Push that button. Get to the county line.
Take your ball, go home.
What’re you doing out here? You don’t know how to handle these kind of situations. You’re much too good at small talk. Break that bottle. Tie that tie. Push that button. Get to the county line.
Take your ball, go home.
Read that message before you leave. The last one through is through. If you see a number, and your name in lights, I’m not coming home.
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Sand
03:57
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I need to surprise myself. Unroll me like a poster. Unwind me like a cable. There is no center to a handful of sand. I have to just wait it out. Wait until I soften up and open up. I can’t just make this happen. It’s either too much, or it’s not enough.
When is what enough.?
I need to unwind myself. Dissolve me like a powder. I’m only getting older. I’m only getting slower.
When is what enough?
I would never hold that line. I would never draw your eye. Stuck in a crumbling body. Stuck in a crumbling house.
The garden is dry.
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Seaxes Chicago, Illinois
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