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Night's Fissure

by SOFIA RETA

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I have read the tarot and it finally read me back Two packs and ironcrew, they saw you Now you're running through the wild Like a trembling needle The way it'll grow as slow as it can Like a core dropped in the brush One breath left on- Oh! and a morning shining like a marble's eye... These letters grow longer narrations of arching beaches and fields of Vetiver [BAD SIGNAL] THIS IS LIKE THE NET RUNNING JUNK DOWNTOWN I HAVE YOU AS MY BODY DRENCHED IN BODY DRENCHED IN WATER YOU TALK LIKE AN ARMOUR , EIGHTEEN STAVES AND SWEET SUGAR BREEZE SWEET SUGAR BREEZE
2.
PERSEPHONE 03:31
Accept the blackness of my home all the tile is cracked and worn grows round the wicked bramble sung my wicked mouth: "Sunk, yes like a fist. I can see right through The Keyhole and I heard every sound" Yes! The nighter is wider here And As the tide draws near We'll rest She tastes the simple taste of solace and white bread and Marmalade!
3.
Yes, i wanted you to be my wife but turned as you were coming back from the island i knew something was wrong the big-brick sway of your face the insipid truth, the perfect fruit specially collected in the crook of your neck hard to yes or hard to say no or easier still to sleep alone? the climax subsides just like the tides guided by the moon an unwarranted smile indole and more violent compounds twilled twine wound too tight a brilliant flash of white hard to say yes or hard to say no or easier still to sleep alone?
4.
I've finally lost it Tomte cornered me and fed me a pebble Now against the cement hearth I'm finally invisible Sent through a cracked well Your wish is granted and mine are covered in mud I rattled the cage i guess too hard now things are winding up and the springs are busting and the beast here has ink and once the woman has a mouth but no nose and the flowers have to scent i went and when the sun finds me, I'll drop the coin in a well i ran when your face appears in a crowd of others i'll stop at the centre raise my hands and pray for water
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SWEAT 03:35
it may not be as long as you thought i came here to lose my faith speak with a fist in your mouth like a phone off a hook when did sweat start tasting sweeter than wine? i just wonder, Wyvern. the same old earth? the big gross earth? the way of ruthlessness, diffused by the fire?
6.
Popul-Vuh 04:33
A hot night at the fountain last night was a month or more it rained for a week more these gutters, they're swollen with water I'm sure For the first time You'll be awake I had my two kids Morgan & Oslo We went to Ostergutland This year was the longest 'Cause my family told me so All the cowboys Wanna sweep me off my feet We're choking at the bar Subtle lies, all are yours Puff the cheeks as they sound "I Maternal, move to the Earth" Puff the cheeks as they sound 'I Maternal, move both the Earth and- I'll defy the signs of motherhood Batten-breast down with The damndest twine Fool my father Into the longest Largest Sprawling night"
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STROBE CRAMP 03:04
If you tell me that I'm losing it That I'll never be found again If you say... If you said that my train of thought is a runaway You'd probably never understand If you said that my train of thought is a runaway You'd probably never understand These waves of regret can be cruel when you let them Wash over you These waves of regret can be cruel when you let them Wash over you but you'd still wash my hair, wouldn't you? A beat and rest and we are red It's going to happen again When I felt the brush of your breath Painting me with health So, when I finally sink into a canyon all it'll take is a laugh Oh, I've decided To sort my thoughts into sane or not my Flesh Sung Red we flex our muscle again, It's a beat and a rest and we are red
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SWAMP 04:36
Let me know he'd come back Just ask mom and dad Hallowed halls A certain angle would come back Just as a love did I have black rook that I like It's a mask i try on A brite-lette here In its own Sits on my lips and defecates The source of it all To try to keep you Underneath Burn the angle come back Just as a love did
9.
MANIFOLD 04:39
I'm burning seconds while doing the crosswords I felt exposed, outworn, solid-cold All black zen A crushing, wilting breast and i'm a thousand calendars around your neck A shame bed that you lie in At the right time Stepping into The right line Acussed of the right crime You could learn me like a language dead and gone A torture to the tongue and to the song Swing the cymbals where they belong And now the rising tones begun The tobacco field that I found you at Warped by yellow heat and beetle mouths Green wood and falling horizon smoke On foot, these walls draw a tomb Her right hand fell Cradle the iron fist Strike the centre wood To knock out the beech bough Knock out the single pitch
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No star away Let me under dusk For we know For we are ...He would (click, pop) Bright and full for you Ch - Now (click) I (pop) I Should I burrow this ...He don't care Snow buried and flooded here ...He don't care So evil and high ...He glows So Very High Deep and free Grow Ch- Furrow me
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IDIOTEQUE 04:44

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