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The Telomere Clock

I awoke
To find your clothes in a pile on the centromere
I knew in one breath
You could only have gone to face your fears

I ran after you
Lungs burning to end of the arm
To find you there
Naked and counting the telomeres

Two strands
unwinding like a zipper
bound hands
you're cutting out, you're cutting out
Loose bands
can't replicate the letters
but you can
you are winding the telomere clock

Did you find yourself,
at the edge of the great divide?
Did you turn and stare,
decide to go another time?

It's not built to last, but for the ride
'til the strands unravel I'll be by your side.

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A Work In Progress

I've been looking in the mirror
taking in these features
drinking up my gorgeous visage
You know the temple where I worship
The alter of my ego
Casting out each evil blemish
While you've been wasting your time
worried about your mind
but your mind never got you nothin'
You can save your soul
but I can't stop growing old
I will save your soul if you save my body

I'm not worried where my soul's gonna sing
about heaven or the resurrection
I just want to know my skin stayed together
when my cheap soul's up and gone
I will save your soul if you save my body

Please won't you pitch in, I'm at wit's end
watching every day dissolve
You can cover me in collagen
shoot me full of silicone
Where do I sign?
Tell my doctors that I couldn't care less
about the state of my mind's decline
I will save your soul if you save my body

This is all your fault
Where's my beauty gone?
A body not worth its salt
I'll be out begging, begging for the antidote


I will save your soul if you save my body
I'm not worried where my soul's gonna sing
about heaven or the resurrection
I just want to know my skin stayed together
when my cheap soul's up and gone
I will save your soul if you save my body

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When the Time Comes

We fall out of windows
We step out of doors
We get a whole new set of eyes for every corridor
We don't belong here
We can't get any sleep
We came in on sailboats but the waves got too steep

We tell ourselves
We're no match for the monster
We don't have the weapons
We don't have the armor

There's no two ways about it
I gotta get out of here
and though it may solve nothing
You have to help me leave

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Copernicus

We all breathe the same plain nature
watch the ripples spread out on the water now
who wouldn't want to play the stone in the center?
be the anchor for every spinning planet
but someone had to throw the switches
something had to turn the tides
so let the echoes of eclipses trace a map around your lies

dropped within the narrow space between the bars
I am ready to admit that these atoms are not ours
but you sit, embracing every prideful whim
Copernicus won't let you play the center of the stars

so now we draw the charts with our new consensus
watch the crystals from outside the lattice now
your head may tell you it's the center of the system
but your hands will tell you it's the walls of a prison

Didn't you hear of the inversion?
Didn't you ever see a mind turned inside-out?
Your demons sculpted your assertions
Didn't you ever think to let the fuckers out?

Let them out.

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Unsinking

In a post-apocalyptic parking lot
the mist above your head is your ambition.
the sky will become the soil for your next life,
and this will be the stone you cling to as you die.

Do you really want to hold so tightly to this?
Do you really want to hold so fast as it sinks?

I know you have to hold your ground
but the ground is giving way beneath you,
and you're not moving.
You can never decompress your body if you go to deep
and I can see your knuckles whitening as we speak

This is going to pull you down with it

So come on and let your cells divide
Let the blueprint inside your body draw a fortress around you.
So hang your thoughts up in the daytime
and film your dreams at night
You've got to let go of what's heavy
Before you can move like light.
Do you really want to hold so tightly to this?
Do you really want to hold so fast as this sinks?

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Asterisk

they picked me up on the south shore,
wore out my head
I tried to ride atop the motion
but I fell through instead

a voice that tried to reassure me,
a face in a crowd
chains were rising from dark boxes
to the whispering sound

they act like something is building,
like I should come backů
I'm waiting for their call...
hey, where'd you go?
was there something that you wanted to tell me?
hey, I want to know,
just what is it that I'm not seeing?

I try and wait for the movement
a point in the dark
moving towards elusive blue space
while my grip comes apart

a spinning gear in my silence
inversion of sleep
waiting underneath a blindfold,
for some future clarity

they found me first on the ocean,
underneath the southern cross...
they slipped away like thieves...

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On the Perils of Trying

the promise, it caved
we picked apart the romance we saved
and looked without this mind's eye we made
to find this time we're in some silent violence

what kind of challenge am I looking for?
I want to be weakened -
wrapped around a finger, exposed
and not so diffused...
is this a function of growth?

Like an octopus,
changing colors and flashing,
I'm screaming -
you hear me through your skin

eyes forward, we cast shadows
and wait for softer tongues,
to find some resolution...

we're not holding ground this time.

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Silver in Film

this is a matter of some concern
we'd like to know your whereabouts from 7 to noon
you see, something isn't right
we think you blinked your eyes
at just the very moment when you should have seen the light

this is unfounded
I've leveled all the groundwork
and torn away the pictures
to redevelop the silver in the film

this is a loophole to the falling of sand
the waves will interfere and cause another branch
'cuz it's all turned around
and the choices made without
a second thought to how we nailed these theories to the ground

I am not an objective observer
and further, this is some kind of joke
mirrors and smoke, a flimsy coat of misperception
obscure suggestions...
it's just silver in film
in the silver in film.

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Gifts

your parasites are gifts (chopped up through song)

do not be afraid, it's in a foreign language
do not be afraid, it's in a foreign language

believe me love, it's said and done
your parasites are gifts
your devils are just like family
and your decadence is evolution

believe me love, it's said and done
your parasites are gifts
believe me love, my eyes are tired
I've seen this place before

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Sentience

over miles I trace
a thin yellow line
like the aura of the moon in turning signs

it tugs at us both
from in faint clouds
this is how I feel you
without your touch or sound

out of myself I slip
leaving you behind to watch my body
I slip like my own ghost
to a place above our heads

into the lines of doubt
spread so thin between our nerves
I look comfortably down
free of doubt
we occupy eachother

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