You are not dreaming

Featuring the atmospheric song ‘Strange Pleasures’ by Still Corners. This video collage is an aesthetic exploration of humanity’s fascinating (and oft toxic) relationship to nature. Notes of technology. Flora. Erotica. Nostalgia. Movement. Passion. Paris is Burning. China Town. Soul Train. Paradox. Golden Gate. Illustration. Cinema. Joshua Tree. Rebellion. Parallels. Illusions. Ciphers. The power of memory. […]

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With No Compromise

Holy shit. This track is really something. It has some kind of moody, Motown, lo-fi magic. The harp. The swell at 1:40 is the closest thing I can sonically liken to the feeling of falling madly in love with someone. Sigh. This is the kind of song I could listen to for an actual eternity, […]

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Melt into Sunday (la la la la la)

Lyrics: Pull up the blinds Open the door wide Feel the cold arrive In my bones Are  Put on my face The way I dressed today Feel like you tonight On my day Falling little more You bumped and crashed in dirty snow Up to our sin, I might as well Melt into Sunday Remember […]

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sophisticated chaos

the systematic sophistication of chaos in defense of reincarnation — I was drafted in the mingling of ennui  and half moon martini olives drifting in the hapless mendacity of some tepid soirée at some darkened apartment in some listless city I stood in the foyer hoping to be mistaken for a Grecian urn a Trojan […]

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some desired doll

Lyrics: Come on, angel Come and save us Let me see sunrise Give me something For the one thing we immortalized Gaze upon you Turning into some desired doll I’ll be there to come and shake you When your will dissolves My love Come out of the woods Come out of the woods Now darling […]

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Dear Huntsman

“When the fox preaches, look to the geese.” – German Proverb Curiosity quintessentially Massacres cats But foxes only get caught When they feel they ‘ought So if your trap Rudimentary as it may be Manages to snag a canidae? If the swiftness of the vixen Hasn’t given it the slip? Consider this Dear huntsman And be not distressed […]

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si lourd | être parti

  Oh, silly love Coming here When I said, “Go” Weigh me down, oh, love Weigh me down, oh, love So heavy I fell through the earth.  

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mecca

Time bleeds and eventually We become the archaeologist’s dream We become mecca So few ever realizing That we are the discoveries Inherent of a rare planet On this serious earth We are the buried treasures Born of stars and roving eyes Of pleasures impregnable Inconceivable to the ants Massacred in droves With each bare footed […]

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Defenseless

Lyrics: Waking up Thinking of what it is to be loved Should I know On my own, on a road What it is to be loved? You touched my skin, so warm but Time is cold and trust me I would know in my heart I’m the half of a whole And it’s making me […]

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Anything but—

Carnations never garnish the caskets of kings But the flaccid sprigs serve well As the empty promises of thieves The half-hearted perianths The pastel stalemates posing as foliage Plucked by idle hands in the dead lands Of can’t manage sincerity The leafy little demons The roughage of recidivists In their much ado-about-nothingness Clutched by teary-eyed […]

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Like Milk Only Not Milk

It isn’t as if I’m not already fully aware of the fact It flatters you to see that I hate you enough To weave that hostility into my poetry You get a cheap kind of thrill Watching my heart spill Into those words It’s like milk Only It’s not milk Severed arteries pour Onto the […]

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Tiny Dancer

On a foggy November morning… The ache of a melody. It awakens me to a world that is still as brutal as it is beautiful. Only more so than the day before. So cold yet so cherishing. With December looming. — I want to dedicate this song… To Rachel of In Mind and Out Blog. […]

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April Showers…

Bring May flowers…. .. What flowers? Fuck flowers.

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| Whiskey Lullaby |

In an era of little more than mayhem Of rattlesnake bites and violent delights Of war cries and whiskey lullabies A duo stood prepared to duel Betwixt the gritty milieu Of makeshift tombstones Rotted driftwood crosses strewn Among precarious blooms of kingcup High noon rays unabashedly splayed Across the Mojave cliff sides Shadows loom like […]

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To The Grave

In a overgrown field of narcoleptic poppies Sits a padlocked grave that couldn’t be picked By the most astute of smiths Cage of wrought iron Crowned in gargoyle lions Its derelict mechanisms Spiraled by ghostly butterflies Taxidermists try in vain To feign their grace These are mere Frankenstein’s of science  Garish replications of spectral flirtations What […]

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Hymn of the Flowers

She sings to the beebalm A hymn that rightfully upends The heathens in the heliotrope She bends the milk thistle with song A migratory melody that subdues The naysayers in the nightshade With lyrical alchemy An adagio of psalms She calms the devils in the delphinium A refrain that reconciles the roses With the tyranny […]

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when not for lack of

I dare not love you Nor should thee, ever Dare in loving me Fruit can not be thieved When unable to bloom For this Let us unanimously agree There loom no tangerines On the gnarled branch Of the sycamore tree Nor can lemons sprout Among the devout leaves Of laurels For this let there Ne’er […]

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flirtation in the third person

  She drinks to herself Until dazed with liquid mischief A hedonist that fiends for the libertine A voyeur of her own volition She stares into the abyss and the abyss Blows back suggestive kisses As if— It already knows She belongs to lands of agony To vermillion bridges With ledges that dare lover’s to […]

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le quatrième mois

in the fourth month it rains at ungodly hours, it showers pinning down the helpless flowers in the unguarded gardens from unrelenting storms it indiscreetly pours the sky’s dulcet lullabies dutifully seducing the hill sides the soil moistens to quicksand in the wasteland pleasure is measurable in inches it drenches the feathers of scattering finches […]

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