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Seven Moments
08:45
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He was cruel to his dog in front of me.
That mutt was five, we were ten. His sister was pretty.
His mother was divorced, and she slapped me once.
I did not tell my ma because she cried, and cried, and
Cried enough already.
Midway through my low-growth ages of
Braces and racists, my mother and papa
Mail me onward - I'm on board that boar,
Where I'm the lipsticked, meticulous and downright pitiless
Sinner amongst them all.
I'm in the kitchen corner, with the pesticide and stockings.
Stompin' and strollin' -
Parallel with asbestos,
With a stubbed out drag between my
Hearer and my head.
I nearly was a millionaire - but my
Fifteen questions were incorrect.
(Dismal)
With my four year old and hot plate,
And the comfort of my porch,
My corner is my kingdom -
And its aged as well as me.
Bad boy, unblessed!
Coz' I got 365 x 7.
How long do I live in the balaclava of woman?
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Seventh Moment
05:25
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Gee, I don't know. Who knows
Giordano Bruno?
Just another senseless mutterer.
Pantheistic, heretic dreamer.
Trialled denial - Trinity
Tonight I'll see vile infinity
Before me, when bathed
In denier fire.
God damn Dominicans!
Breathing down my neck! My boyish neck!
What of it. What of it.
Alas, for me. Holy order, all wrong.
Pope Clement The Eighth, I hear,
Will burn me in my seventh year!
Gee, I don't know. Who knows
The omens and moments,
That go on, and on?
And on! And on! And on!
(etc.)
I yawn! I yawn! I yawn!
I'm still fucking yawning!
I yawn!
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Zyklus Perth, Australia
With an array of cross-disciplinary influences, Zyklus aim to achieve a distinctly grey sound, comprised of harsh dissonance, minimal instrumentation, elusive melody, and often violent gestures within the context of notably spacious forms. Lyrically, thematic material can be bleakly evocative, incorporating opaque metaphor, and consistent reference to the cheerless Mundane. ... more
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