Crossroads
Saying goodbye to 2014 with my annual end of the year mixtape.
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Bento Life
It’s a life of tiny shards, make it pretty. Meat, rice, vegetables, fish, sugar, spice. Everything and nothing is nice. The culmination inside another wistful dream. Compartmentalized for a fleeting moment. Consumed like fire in a pit. Corrugated cardboard container. Sectioned off and in manageable pieces. Been ready to walk the road for years. Should have turned left at that …
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Home
Home is where the fences are cinder blocks, radiating heat well into the night. Home is where the shit on the street is from ornamental plums, and not migrating ducks and geese. Home is knowing where the garlic salt is in the kitchen. Home is where your dog is. Home is waking up to the sun everyday, 10 months out …
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Get Off My Lawn
The chanting chafes, birthing China in the confines of my skull. Men, dressed in indiscriminate suits, roam the floor. Big Brother is watching you. Crinoline, tutus, flora, plastic bracelets, signifying their need to belong to something Greater than themselves. To believe that the steps we make in life Are worth the culture of melodic anonymity. Youthful colours anticipate the bass, …
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Miracle & Magician
“I didn’t realize the weather would be quite this oppressive, darling,” the well-dressed lady said to the man beside her in the carriage. She waved a gloved hand in front of her face, trying to excite the dull air into breathable oxygen. “I think I left my fan in my trunk. Oh goodness, it’s positively unbearable.” “Uncle Thomas did warn …
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Undisclosed Desires
She instinctively reached out for him, her ranger. Behind her closed eyes, she realized he was not there. The room was dark but she could see the lights from the street below filling the room. The clock on the wall stated that it was 543a. Max – senior aged at this point but forever a puppy – snuffled in his …
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Dem Hunger Pangz
Them hunger pangs. The ones that make you wish you could take flight. To walk away from everything you have ever known. Into another universe, to live, to thrive, to love. It gets you deep in your gut, the first spark of a combustion engine. It envelopes you like a gust of wind, The synapses in your brain firing every …
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Songs About Paint Peeling and Other Jams
Four walls. Caught in a moment. I wonder where the time goes. Symphonies like rain, pound in my head, somewhere near the heart. I could sit in this yellow wallpapered room, and ponder some more. I am not going mad, but we don’t use that word, do we? You heard the snap. Clean break. Muscles and sinews break through the …
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Not Delivered
Left you a message At your hotel Not sure if it reached you. I wanted to say something When I saw you in the lobby You looked marvelous My pride overpowered me Rendered me mute As you sauntered past, so confident The legs that go on for days Sunny days, and rainy days Cloudy days and windy ones …