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THE WHITE HART
the white hart
is in the sky
x4
ice is on her tail
she cannot stand to fail
when she's filled with rage
only then does she act her age
when she cannot flee
may god have pity on thee
she walks among the galaxies
and she cannot be caught with ease
on an island she means to land
a celestial grain of sand
an elliptical course she takes
by ammonia and methane lakes
naked in the morning sun
reaching perihelion
she doesn't know that you're there
as she shakes the dust from her hair
the white hart
is in the sky
x4
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SEASHELLS
Gathering seashells
in our private hells
while the gulls wheel above
fear the antithesis of love
savage age that we are
we cannot take it too far
uselessness of ice cream
to the emperor of wet dreams
awkwardness
on not giving you a kiss
and thinking about what you might be thinking
x2
the feeling lost in your limbs
your mama bought you horn-rims
priceless telephone call
in the hollowness of the mall
like a boulder it stands
and with a touch from my hand
could avalanche into bliss
but we're not old enough for this
awkwardness
on not giving you a kiss
and thinking about what you might be thinking
x4
now you're five states away
a postcard unsent lays there
you have discovered true bliss
beneath another's longer hair
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THUNDERMONGER
when I have bread I eat
and when I have wine I drink
and when I have neither I just sleep on the floor
I live and I continue a life unplanned
refusing to make a stand
just take it from me and be damned
when I die
I will die wanting not to know why
I should have bothered to look past the lie
just make me laugh or else make me cry
you know what I want
and you want what I have
so take it and let me stay in Plato's pretty cave
I live and I continue a life unplanned
refusing to make a stand
just take it from me and be damned
when I die
I will die wanting not to know why
I should have bothered to look past the lie
just make me laugh or else make me cry
sell me your thunder
thundermonger
let me go under
pretend that I'm younger
x4 or 5?
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TONIGHT
sun flare
you're there
beside me
reminding me
clean dust
brown and rust
around me
blinding me
green eyes
scanning vast skies
by a high lake
a sacrifice for my sake
a thousand feet high
in a rarified air
you prove to be
as true as sun, as real as the clouds I see
in mica starshine
appears a bright line
then you wait and hunt
and lean back and grunt
if I can't show you this I think I'll die
it must go in your eye
love is sharing every high
today
dried up tears and dried up rain and only a little pain
x4
I hope you get to see it tonight
x4
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CONS
stacks
small stacks in little piles
I want you one at a time
meet me all in a line
orthogonal vectors
describing plastic pleasures
pleasures of the mind
a helix unwinds
hey
hello world
x2
skybox
?
?
under melting clocks
quaternions and splines
cotangents and sines
rotate so I can see
your geometry
hey
hello world
x4
car, cdr, cons
x2
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MAPS
a shy showing
done well, can't you tell
a fire glowing
as well, hickory smell
an ale pouring
heartfelt words overheard
your eyes boring
holes in my heart as the next year starts
a plan hatching
done well, can't you tell
wooden door latching
as well, hickory smell
secret sharing
heartfelt words overheard
bickering tearing
holes in my heart as the next year starts
something
we have something
a game with rules
a box of jewels
something more
we'll have something more
when we go home again
when we count to ten
family feeling
at last, don't take it too fast
pain healing
new friends as your wound mends
with toys playing
we laugh with her other half
up late staying
like you, but just a bit blue
picture comparing
at last, don't take it too fast
story sharing
new friends as your wound mends
music playing
we laugh with her other half
finally knowing
like you, but just a bit blue
keep looking
x3
even though you don't know
what thing you're looking for
something
we have something
a game with rules
a box of jewels
something more
we'll have something more
when we go home again
when we count to ten