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Lac Observation
03:59
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there is a circle island that is imperfect
and there is an us that is perfect
somewhere in the dimples of the lake.
but there is also an us that is imperfect, heads leaning into the wind,
hands stuffed in jacket pockets,
roaming the mottled shore.
the smiling gaze of our four eyes is
multiplied to cover the whole round river
by the total silver sun reflection of Lac Observation
as it is viewed from space.
I imagine the two uses hiding from each other in the hills,
masked by the tundra loam but leaving clues of our adjacent life
(knotted grass, a cairn, leaf cuts)
laughing in our wakes.
the smiling gaze of our four eyes is
multiplied to cover the whole round river
by the total silver sun reflection of Lac Observation
as it is viewed from space.
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Foggy Drummer
03:35
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At the edge of the evergreen forest
Foggy Drummer stands
I watch him protecting bark demons
Collecting blackbird heads
He holds his sword
His internal storm
He tells me tales of his birdfriend
Her name is Raspberry
Together, swimming through red tears
They reach the core of their dream
And with their sword
They slash it free
Drumming alone now
Mountains and firs in my mind
Drumming alone now
Dragons breathe heavy tonight
At the edge of the evergreen forest
Foggy Drummer stands
He holds his sword
He’s solid soul
Not fog alone
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Wyvern Song
03:07
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Under blue vaults
We would be living
But buzzing for more
The hydras are breathing
Evil
Dreaming
Fall through mysterious places
To find a blade that traces
Wyvern wrecks
Spiralling
Up their necks
Over the sea
The grey ships are flying
Asleep underneath
My breastbone is pierced by
High-pitched
Lightning
Fall through moss-bearded branches
To find a blade that chant in
Birdish tongues
Spiralling
In our songs
And through mysterious places
We’ll recognise the faces
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Hollow gaze inside the mirror
And a constant scream of terror
Oh no
Faced the unknown
Then I looked back and I saw there was water for miles
Flooded lands I only see
Though I know the see’s a sheet
But oh no
Long way to go
Why even start, and how are those black waves so tall?
But our eyes inside the mirror
Pierced the constant scream of terror
Shapeshifting in a neverending leap to be loved
What remains of myself
a black pond at the bottom of Lake Superior
It’s dense, it doesn’t blend
With all the rest
Of the dark blue water
But it’s not lifeless
It’s got valleys and forests
And bottomless whirlpools
Oh look there’s a dragon
Down there beside the river
Witnessing heart-wrenching worlds
In the halls of the blessed you’d be totally useless
Oh look there’s a dragon
Down there beside the river
Witnessing no shame at all
In a garden of Eden we’d be totally out of place
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Lac Observation Brussels, Belgium
Rome / Brussels / Naples / Hvergelmir
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