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Applebrains
05:20
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Plastic hearts and thimble heads all wrapped up with rubber bands
hunted by toy buffalo kings, bad dreams poison everything
shoot their arrows - pop their guns;
you lose yourself in ghost radio. In a signal made of smoke.
Our feet are lost in the pillow trees. Sound alarms. Frost bite comes to eat
You shove em out in the quaking light, their shining breasts bend the light
in velvet crumbs they die and tower, where all the hours go.
They say they love you but only they need, like hummingbirds come to feed;
boys and girls on mounting pins, under a glass in a dusty bin; with worn limbs tattered at their seams,
on empty beds, unbuttoned eyes and heads;
would you look at all the mess!
Don’t recognize them. Melted and burned, by the wrath of ray gun baby feels.
Mouth glum. Hearts of power. Warm to the bone, the bandages on fingertips hold the little ones
hold the hands that shake!
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Crooked eyed queens, fat little kings,sucking on flowers, fucking on dreams
their nibs and stoles on pillow trees, drinking of reek and smoking bees
and I’m afraid their apple brains have all grown roots;
unglued the stars from their beds, knotted limbs from wooden heads.
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Wooden Legs
02:52
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I’ve got arms of broomsticks and straw they can’t do anything
much at all and all I have to walk on are these crooked wooden legs
but I'll stand tall though I know l fall again
I'm always a stumbling-ing
I’m a wobbling shuffling thing
I know it must look like I’m always out at sea
I’ve got rubber bands instead of hands
I throw away my habits but they come right back again
But though I’m made of lost and found,
bird songs nest in my pumpkin crown;
and in my barrel chest there’s an garden
prides of dandy lions rooting for my heart;
and in my belly a queen and her lovers
a hive of bees that buzz me off my knotted knees.
My two eyes are holes gouged with a knife.
I can’t see where I’m going, but I still feel the light.
and all I have to walk on are these crooked wooden legs
but I’ll stand tall though I’ll just fall down again
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Hybrid Eyes
03:56
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Darius Greene Texas
Rhythmic tintinnabulary cabalettas inside soft baked fairy tale threnodies - lilting moontouched theremins, psychic lithographs of balloons - sleeping during dogwatch in the crosstrees by the languid moans of threadbare weatherboards - gritty euphonic lo-fi transmissions from long dead moon farms - the invocations from antique radios short circuiting in cool spring rain... ... more
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Gorgeously clever work
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Incredible artists - postpost goodness
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Arcadia EP (2012) by SLEEVES
by Analog Candle
Beauteous!
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