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About us
I seem to have internalised the 1967 film Bedazzled and she is Margaret Spencer and I am Stanley Moon and Peter Cook gets in the way every time I try to make a wish for her and I to come true
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I see you out there
I think I am so damn drunk and swallowed look matches light themselves afire hoping it鈥檚 a song you don鈥檛 know we follow along until nearly the end of it all
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the postcard world
morning morning morning slow cake fifty year word an end of the world kind of day we destroy the whole world love we were here carry around like life shines on grandma Cornelia a world no longer glimpses you I was done in by the future a long long time ago out there beyond I make it disappear stay poem love this is the world of things no dials on that clock goodbye clocks then what will be left there is where let鈥檚 take a moment forget the memories youth code
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youth code
I was in water I was in the air here I am on land everyone destroy
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forget the memories
the shot is impossible to film there is no rescue after all we lost some time the light is on
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let鈥檚 take a moment
do you have one do you want one baby don鈥檛 go it's always the same nothing will change I鈥檇 like that very much give me two one for the door one for the mail slot all the way through
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there is where
where I was I fell in with you there is where I fell in with you there and there I was
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then what will be left
no matter the poets poetry remains there in the middle like a crowd they took our pay for war there is no reason for war anymore but they鈥檝e got to have the most wars is proving the point
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goodbye clocks
I see it in their eyes we鈥檙e not even ghosts gone
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no dials on that clock
give us a bite bit at the end not even any more
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this is the world of things
I am in the field by the hill not far from the stream every breeze the grass tickles
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poem love
sometimes it鈥檚 the those one times I saw it happen feel me
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stay
sometimes it bewilders me walking away hearing my name it pauses in me every time it is all I鈥檝e ever dreamt
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out there beyond I make it disappear
my eyes are full and I only make art on the moon on the earth in space between sometimes its the stories nested in stories this is the future and past roaring through the present
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I was done in by the future a long long time ago
age of a lifetime age of gold one more all seeing eye all things tiny sing and dance and sing
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a world no longer glimpses you
along a tree lined lane wander I wander into a tiny museum she was reading my books I will be ripped open and found lost in mannequins are you my stasi I like her looks a glimpse of a world that no longer exists they rearrange the letters of my alphabet destroy the moon destroy all monsters drop a rock on it drop the needle and the rhythm goes boom
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overheard on bloor near clinton
we rode bikes like we wanted to die then they put bike lanes in and now bikes are as jammed as cars and I know in their hearts every bike rider hopes a car will park in the bike lane so they will call city hall and complain
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