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fantastic wrist
2021
1. intro
2. Tetris
3. Ithaca
4. Cornell
5. smoke & scowl
6. amen
7. No god
8. ozymandian
9. pittsburgh
10. emulator
11. Mickey mouse / james dean
12. 6 foot fences
13. 6am
14. Facebook
15. Robocall
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Lyrics
Tetris
How fast can you clear 40 lines of Tetris?
And in how many games can you cure your depression?
Stack the blocks until they disappear
My absent head starts to fill with drear
Each piece fills a space every time I arrange them in
But an empty place grows deeper every minute
Stack the blocks until she disappears
My empty heart stays empty for years
There is no gesture big enough to turn your head 45
Except for my Tetris scores from 2009
I moved mountains to get your attention
And in 40 minutes I painted our affection
Pitt, September / Twenty Nine / Eighteen
You smiled wider than I’d ever seen
There’s no gesture big enough to turn your head 45
Except for my Tetris scores from 2009
There’s no gesture big enough to turn your head 45
Except for my Tetris scores from 2009
This wall isn’t big enough to keep you out of my mind
You’ll hijack the psychic wires of our communication line
I’ll play ‘til my fingers bleed and blurriness turns to blind
So long as it stops me from being hanged ‘til I die
Ithaca
Promising, delicate
17 & the light was auburn
You took my hand, scarf and all (vulvaic thoughts)
Taught me Dylan’s wisdom through your poems
Patience, patience
Porcelain, made of ivory skin
Your brain was strange
I’d say not sane
Softened purrs, contented sighs
In my silence I knew you were wise
Although it seemed I couldn’t cherish it
All her watercolored illnesses
They will leave her body ‘til I’m sick instead
All her thoughts and all her ideas
They will be my Ivy League until I’m dead
Saw me off through the snow
While Meloy separated us both, goodbye
Troublesome, thoughtlessness
Honeyed bread right upon your bedding
Sweet, complete
Jealousy, horrid thing
Kammerman as a gritty symbol
Scent you made, it burned my brain
Ithaca, Ithaca
Land of roofs, land of books and sun
And her, and us, and the bitter end
All her watercolored illnesses
They will leave her body ‘til I’m sick instead
All her thoughts and all her ideas
They will be my ivy league until I’m dead
I wandered through the leaves, defeated, no release at all
A wound was underneath
Softened peacoat threads; hairs upon my head
Detritus for my seeds, still waiting for a tree to grow
A decade behind me
In an auburn glade there’s no lack of shade
When the sun’s an opaque dot
October is a tease
A pretty, preppy equinox
But in reality: an uncaring void
Memories of joy caged behind a regal lock
Cornell
Yoni told me that space helps you
But even Driver sampled Baez on that one tune
As if to harness a ghost as a host for lost beating
So Many Dynamos, Bungled up in droves
Penning a contract for me to go solo
Retaining worth expendable nowhere but in an ‘02 Galant that later gets scrapped
Misunderstanding misery inside a Wendy’s
On 434 with Mr. Gill in the periphery
I pulled over to blow my nose into a towel wet from Risley
Destroying chords to yet another Boyd banger
The UO shirt will clack the window off the hanger
Our slow descent will be embodied by a desperate picture taken on April 10th
Smoke & Scowl
Man child, always get what i want
No power, so I hurt myself for shock
Living in the woods, in hoods
Sequestered to a road with my precious goods
Holding back tears for eleven years
Wondering why the fuck I been pushed to here
You’re the lizard, though you’d swear it was him
Wrapped around her like a slew of badness
Hail to the Thief & in the grave of your home
Smoke & Scowl, that’ll show ‘em
You’re the lizard, though you’d swear it was him
Wrapped around her like a slew of badness
Hail to the Thief & in the grave of your home
Smoke & Scowl, that’ll show ‘em
No God
You are the cosmic exhale lingering from a loud shout
Vibrating from the viscera of the big bang
You are the succubus that enters my room at night
And sits on my chest while I stir
You are the cheshire cat leering in the corners of my dreams
Offering misdirection and truths
There is no god, only J
Amen
N/A
Ozymandian
Because even in moments of sleep I find you
With an ozymandian presence
Domineering and happy, the worst kind of thing
For a cracked me looking for respite
Your reach so vast, the US feels too small
8 hours away and I keep passing through
Interesting how you use cosmic means to find me
Even after i’ve closed every goddamned door I could find open in between us both
And in sexual reminiscence
Replacing her body with yours last night
Pittsburgh
Naomi told me that casual is okay
So I support you if you wanna have a good lay
That doesn’t mean I like envisioning it atop your bed in Pittsburgh
Despite my modern art I cannot wrinkle bed sheets
Even though Kira likens me to S. Dali
That soft desert will be abandoned by this nomad, oases sour
Avoiding every urge to think of you and feel it
I’ll block your channels and still quiver at the thought of it
I’ll try replacing you with every single girl that the internet’s got
Likely smarter, better versed in Hemingway’s shit
Bobby D’s old strain will hover over all of it
I know i said i don’t enjoy envisioning this but like a car crash i just can’t stop
Emulator
Littered amongst all the rubble and soot
Lingers the scent of a girl from 2010
Effervescent, ushered into your world
So pheremonic and precious, filling the air
Stuck gazing down navel hallways
Never loved her but ya loved her always
Ya been praying at the altar of a cardboard cut-out
The empty outline of her, so special
The energy of her could make ya go fetal
Praising her inside ya head is the most addictive yet
I’m living in a land of shifting sand
Derivative of a thought of a thought,
Emulation of a ROM from 2010
Do not exist even a little bit
Clung to a ghost of a shadow of thinning air
Stuck gazing down navel hallways
Never loved her but ya loved her always
Ya been praying at the altar of a cardboard cut-out
The empty outline of her, so special
The energy of her could make ya go fetal
Praising her inside ya head is the most addictive yet
I’m living in a land of shifting sand
Mickey Mouse / James Dean
You’ll live in me, always live in me
I’m like a mickey mouse version of james dean
hiding behind a popped collar but my ears can be seen
giddily giggling with glee as if no one can see me
I’ll try to kick her out in moments of daydream
Crying inside a locked parlor so devoid of all sheen
Quivering, shivering on the tattered rug of Tuscany
Cowering in crumbling debris as this house falls into pieces
You’ll live in me, always live in me
I’m like a mickey mouse version of james dean
hiding behind a popped collar but my ears can be seen
giddily giggling with glee as if no one can see me
I’m riveting yet sniveling between sobs of an ego-drunk spree
I’m tired, all fucked up, & addled by history
Vying to shine my heart’s squalor so devoid of good reasons
Tacitly, I rest my gaze on the radius & ulna so sweet and
Trembling, my chest starts to beat as this heart learns what it teaches
So now as I dodge all this hurt, I’m trying to stay so alert
In a damn ‘02 Galant, her body was all that I wanted
So oedipal I was born, inevitable to the core
Resting all things on a touch not knowing that she’d mean so much
Asserting a world of my own, I’m getting a taste for the throne
Monuments crumbling down, gunning for her ivory crown
But then she appears from the midst carrying a note on her lips
And as I marvel in doubt she tells of the only way out of this:
She says “In a gorge rests a tome, representative of our home, babe
In touching that old brittle scroll, you’ll find that your heart pays it’s toll
So now if you make your way down, with nary an injury found,
You’ll finally find all your peace & totally forget about me, babe”
6 Foot Fences
Trudging through Ithaca, looking for a tome I threw far down into a gorge Knowing well another leap will be the reason for the 6 foot fences
Goodbye, nary a Code to undo the things I’ve done
Prophetic, I was told by the goddess in a dream that this is where I’ll get my final closure
6AM
(Ambulance Noise)
Staring at your clavicle again during another Facebook binge
Feeling so wrong and broken
For I’m trying to recapture the feeling of what we used to feel like then
Wincing over photos that I’m featured in
Examining the difference by the bone structure and skin
For I’m trying to recapture the feeling of what we used to feel like then
Like a nervous kid in gym again, wondering if perversion isn’t wrong
Nothing hurts me more than knowing that I never even took you to the prom
I wanna bicker like it’s normal
Wondering now if you were legal then while taking an eye to your ivory skin
Nevertheless needing more than this but it’s far gone, no dice
This will suffice if it must
Staring at your clavicle again during another Facebook binge
Feeling so wrong and broken
For I’m trying to recapture the feeling of what we used to feel like then
Wincing over photos that I’m featured in
Examining the difference by the bone structure and skin
For I’m trying to recapture the feeling of what we used to feel like then
Loving a frozen, irreparable digital ghost is
Parallel to kneeling at a church waiting for your god to text you back
When I exhaust all these pictures of you
I know that I’ll find something else to abuse
Maybe the notes that i still have saved from an old time
When you loved my long do and bad teeth
Wincing over photos that I’m featured in
Examining the difference by the bone structure and skin
For I’m trying to recapture the feeling of what we used to feel like then
Like a nervous kid in gym again, wondering if perversion isn’t wrong
Nothing hurts me more than knowing that I never even took you to the prom
I wanna bicker like it’s normal
Robocall
Maybe you’d see me eye Naomi (Wolf #3)
And by proxy you’d know I’m flawed but trying
Snore Captain led a mental bootcamp
I know what to do, but I think I will still entertain
This Tinder scammer for as long as it takes
For the skepticism to set in
How many times can you bear to let me go and suffer?
Wondering why you don’t drop me off your world forever
One robocall from 412
The only time I’m dumb enough to answer the phone
And here comes Big Thief on Discover Weekly
I’ll try to find a way to play the Rex Theater
I’ll be touring for as long as it takes
‘Til the day i’m finally let in
Just a few days before your wedding
Your rejection’s what needs forgetting
If I ever hope to get better I should throw away all her letters
Give it up on trying to get her if I ever hope to get...
How many times can I bear to let you go and suffer?
Wondering why I don’t drop you off my world forever
hey
how are you doing?