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Leaves of Old Countries
06:41
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leaves of old countries still grow
against the stone
I know its angles from across the sea
no walls no sheep the forest deep
moss grows on the fallen
receivers of the stolen
bury your heads in your hands
counting always until it’s over
buried in mud or in sand
no can’t go beyond what we brought
and fenced off
bullshit fantasies
no one will catch your dreams
to the end we play pretend
that we have a tradition
that our way of life can last
that we’re not the last
earth wretched from what we did
in our freedom from consequences
a nation adolescent
repentant but never forgiven
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Hemlock Sheaves
05:53
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now withered lay the hemlock sheaves
all our voices drying out in the breeze
what seed curled darkness
what black river flood
what mountain shadow now cuts off the sun
another night redwood and oak
hollow through where are you?
dancing by the sea
the fog won’t hold your shape
dancing in the creek
traveling upstream
now I walk heavy with thoughts
can’t believe the sound of leaves
can’t find sweetness in the morning
the darkness will not cover my eyes
now withered lay the hemlock sheaves
all our voices drying out in the breeze
another night pine and fir
hollow through where are you?
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Wherever We Go
05:20
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wherever we go the crush of
a foot a trigger a knife to the throat
as the leaves turn to gold bloody below
sinking to a thousand hungers
can this be beautiful?
torn from the tree apples in fall
choking grasses grow so tall
never to rise without fighting them off
hands never clean eyes can’t unsee
still hearing the pull of a string
out from the body steaming of breath
into the morning pale as death
no release life is suffering
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Rome
06:14
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the spirit of exploration
to measure as if
comprehension could be found
in the physical world redrawn
all lines the seeding of walls
every road leads from Rome
what follows?
the spirit of individualism white lies
footsteps of the guide
the wagons behind
every road leads from Rome
what follows?
assimilate to the Romans
to the builders of the locomotive
to the interstate
to the weavers of the world wide webs
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Insecurity
06:13
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straight shooters speak again
fingers point where fists fall
the wounded are wounding
return of freedom for the majority
acts of insecurity
the transfer of suffering
cruelty claims necessity
cruelty calls itself inevitable
the prison instinct
the only prophecies
self-fulfilling
now smoke blocks the sun
desolation
reconstruct history’s lies
return of freedom for the majority
declarations of insecurity
the transfer of suffering
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Something Disappears
06:53
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woodsmoke rises joins the clouds
concrete takes in the leaves
in the waves’ black fold something disappears
darkness cannot see the turn of the stars
the passing of time so we grieve endlessly
all the boards we cut still not enough
nothing fits like it should
when it’s our time nothing will rise up
darkness cannot see the turn of the stars
the passing of time so we grieve endlessly
something disappears
every time we look
something disappears
but we must keep looking
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