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Iris Seen
02:06
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iris seen
iris seen
many crimes
against the book
you swear on your sacred relic
and preach prosperity for all
but ever since this plague's been founded and arranged
nothing's ever changed
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2. |
Not In My Back Yard
04:12
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the solid sound of a .45
washed away the sleep from eyes
the bored lives stories above
stared down at catastrophic love
a lethal arcade game to follow
a desperate plea
the pride unswallowed
apparent efforts to mop up the place
ended with spilled predictable blood
unfortunately after ending the face
of an innocent man with nowhere to run
and the town fell to its knees with dread
and the entertainment producer said
NOT IN MY BACKYARD
Burkhart mother Burkhart son
the deranged Germanic duo
these are the tits I need
here's the money I don't have
so let's flee, a skip across the pond
it's new year's eve
something's bound to go wrong
fifty structure fires in three days
the hills will glow terra cotta
to match the skin of these cretins
payback's a bitch, Villaraigosa
extradition! laurel cyn burn!
extradition! franklin hills burn!
extradition! hollywood hills you're goin down!
and the town fell to its knees with dread
and the entertainment producer said
NOT IN MY BACKYARD
a morning stroll through Bronson
down the path from raven's ravine
a chilling discovery was made
a couple hands, a head, some feet
killer still at large
the case will never be closed
toss a treat to the golden retriever
indiana bones
atta boy pooch
don't let that head roll away, indiana bones
and the town fell to its knee with dread
and the entertainment producer said
NOT IN MY BACKYARD
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3. |
Joke On Round Eye
03:12
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eyes of the horizon
weep a deluge of sorrow
the white face unsettled
conjecture of the yellow's
masochist mind
supreme being has fallen
supreme leader stalin
allow them their bondage
the white infringing nose
the right and moral prose
cast its shadow over your home
JONG IL!
you're also controlled
long bought and sold
a subjective blindfold
monetary value
and the monastery guide you
FDA approved for you
as you lick your blighted
dinner plate clean
JONG IL!
eyes of the horizon
weep a deluge of sorrow
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4. |
Skin To Soul
03:32
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continue rosemary and especially marijuana
this diamond, this eye of fire
until you discover to offer the skin
beyond the stars let inside merge with outside
this point- a larger boundary
where immense wings become world
open like a large fan
releasing horses
don't persist to the right column
pouring down from the cosmos
beating its wings
an expanding sphere dissolves yourself
anxiety to protect its sperm of ten thousand petals
ten thousand holy hands made living
savory impregnable thighs opening
lucid moth sky
reach out to the six directions
now move! and conquer with promise of return
it reaches into infinity
maturing on the path
the luminous absence
where all words fail
mortal destiny
without fear
even the scrotum dissolves
Dona Magdalena
hidden strips of black velvet
your skin is not prison
you have learned
intimate sensuality
creature stirred
stirred mortar waves
demanding to know the belly
the belly you have learned
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5. |
Exfoliate
04:17
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inside my head i try to shake
this dirty, filthy, clouded tank
shit jetsam, it's a dreadful tint
pinballing the city's useless lint
endless torture game for me
irrationality- the eighth new sea
torn apart, tied to the block
opposing forces, in tandem knock
the first of which- accept and move on
conform to the doldrums' eternal yawn
but cynicism-stitched spirit's quest
dissent for their ways and never rest
exfoliate your mind
into the landfill
drop it into the cauldron
found at the mouth of hell
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6. |
Ravens' Ravine
03:18
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a painter's palette's nightmare
has blanketed his feathers
the common scavenger
can never be mistaken
cut loose the cords
and gizzardous fibers
maliciously severed
by god's given dagger
the beast is still detected
with audible ease
he will always soar
along with the breeze
king roach of the sky
the last gasp of life
is sure to catch your eye
my frail body
seemingly meek
leaps at the chance
to cook stew with your beak
there sits a band
of crusty crows
snubbed from the west
by a bat shaped nose
crusty cries cut
through a canyon's edge
and a dry river runs
through ravens' ravine
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