1. |
X-Wife
02:48
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consult your giddy verses
dribble lope and think
tar bank paper curses
ironing a kink
you said i can’t can’t can’t can’t can’t won’t figure it out
got a problem that i don’t like talking about
let’s do it let’s do it let’s fail in love
try not to let your kids starve
hey here comes a dumb lover
mimes a wish to discover
ex-wife frisky with her fingers out
hey let go that dead image
don’t you know it’s so finished
ex-wife huddled over fools gold
a dun mare horsehair sweatshirt
the ambit of your art
the meagerness of efforts
a Punchinello part
you said i can’t can’t can’t can’t can’t won’t figure it out
got a problem that i don’t like talking about
don’t do it don’t do it don’t do it don’t
beg for love
hey i’ll learn as you totter
suck that straw in pond water
ex-wife pointing at an abacus
hey my muser distended
like a floozy upended
ex-wife itching like an ill child
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2. |
NNY
02:04
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she wanted his supple sense
to want to know her in a city trench
a smile bent he’s left feet all thumbs
he’ll trace gently the trail of crumbs
time happens and it’s exquisite
and it’s maddened and this is it
i was an island i made the crow’s nest caw
or a stone launched from a creamy paw
whose body is reasoned brave
looking silly when it misbehaves
in the deluge i couldn’t think
i couldn’t get loose from that old beer stink
but this could never happen to me no way
well never wanted anybody to be any closer now
i don’t want to find some missing person pissing words in muzzled howl
and those blue old chords our parents cried to cobweb harvests no one cares
i just want to find a grunting rhythm i could share no i don’t want to. . .
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3. |
Poachers
02:10
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i’ve been thinking of a place
where i could take your breath away
it’s not too hard not too soft
it’s not too often ever sought
who blessed this congress
whose laughter-rattled breast
whose whims are so grim
whose stock of joys so slim
i’ve been thinking of a place
where all day long they think of grace
it’s not too nice not too mean
it’s really truly seldom seen
whose style is so vile
whose love mangles your smile
i’ve been honest i’ve been honest
i’ve been honest i’ve been honest for you
i’ve been dreaming of a place
where i could find a friendly face
it’s not too big it’s not too small
it’s not too sure it’s real at all
fun
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4. |
Chalk Outlines
02:48
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i’ll live alone
romance and satin coughs
i’ll bless a child
with lips like bloody troughs
so draw please no outline
let’s stay dignified
you make a devout sign
but your hands are tied
you father you of unfed memories
you bore i surf the whirling breeze
never mind the cost with my fingers crossed
when the day began the dogs i outran they all come back again
take me somewhere scenic
this is mission music
don’t let your eyes arrest your heart
don’t sweat it now
you know you can’t stop the love that you start
not like i can anyhow
things got dark at night in moss park
and everyone’s a savage down in cabbagetown
c.v.’s on t.p. they’ve got it in for me
begging for smokes all day for eternity
in my quietest dreams
no need to sing
in my quietest dreams
those monstrous schemes don’t mean anything
threats and maledictions
never-ending fiction
i really want to see you
i really want to be seen too
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5. |
Cat Drugs
02:40
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chewing up the sky you find the air thick
your eye for war becomes an oil slick
a crystal cluster gobbled whinging cur
shrapnel for the eyes of baby dillingers
cat drugs make me meow
distill the fragrance of your rosaries
baptize a cheery tramp what shows her fees
you’re burning oil i’m fucking soil
we’ll reconcile for a while
cat drugs make me meow
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6. |
Animal Sense
02:45
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okay alright
let’s pave the moon tonight
come all ye shithawks come all ye warlocks
pick at her bones and knock back the hemlock
mud-brained crack-skulled
curse-jawed and saw-teeth dulled
when the streets break and geysers surge
let that inky black drown the misers’ urge
hail hail the animal king
too drunk to hear those pigeons sing
the words that we know they don’t mean a thing
and the savages’ sound could save this town
oh they’ll come around
alright okay
we’ll tar the sun today
mass the flocks in epileptic darkness
we fell in love like a bird smashed on the sidewalk
fixing for a vixen with a vigilant heart
i had another thing coming i let down my guard
wherever you go-a don’t you know-a
you’re my darling little entozoa
hail hail the animal king
too drunk to hear the pigeons sing
the words that we know they don’t mean a thing
a nuclear sound renewed this town
oh they’ll come around
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7. |
Sludge
03:17
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i wanna go where the cool kids meet
drawing out the sludge from tzara’s teat
see the mother hen over tchotchkes hunched
pecking order gets its ticket punched
now you won’t trust what i don’t say punning
want the mot juste but it just ain’t coming
have you ever seen a dead man running
don’t worry your pretty little head about it
hope
nope
like a suttee burning
though there’s planets turning
rabid adoration boring
in the bores i am ignoring
elastic traps heather bouquet
you fucking novice
fraudulent love of popinjays
you fucking novice
this is the way i breeched your defenses
taxonomy of the senses
oh you novice you fucking novice
you are so very very easy to see
this sluggish beat is not yet started
streaking through the puddle parted
in a chorus of the martyred
do you hear us singing
no action
no question
no answer
no no no no
no answer
no question
no action
a pulpit of bullshit don’t you know it
you better get cozy to me
you better get cozier
life is hard hard
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8. |
Tears of Wage
06:21
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come here your youth is sacred
come share your airy tune
catch a draft and
drift beyond the moon
come clapping to the bonfire
let’s conflagrate our trust
mint our tinder
dance in heavy dust
exsiccata you know you gotta
get soaked in memory loss
exsiccata dumb water
she’s got it i taught her
tears of wage tears of grief
why lust i always to be the thief
fearful age no relief
babies’ crowns born silvery
gulping hissing sighing
you turn yourself divine
what host can claim a
guest as good as mine
can you be a warden to my health
you’re alien as wealth
listen up child i want to grow cold with you
i’m in your garden i beg your pardon
there’s desire in your irises
come on teacher mollify us
chatty creatures need quiet
tears of wage tears of grief
why lust i always to be the thief
days of theft weird belief
another season of misery
yeah yeah yeah yeah
tears of wage tears of grief
why lust i always to be the thief
dear you’ll see don’t be afraid
the clocks are set the beds are made
i waited and waited
i’m waiting for you you know
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Charlie Records Toronto, Ontario
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