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Inauguration
05:27
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Let me be your conduit
Your channel to the other side
When I open the sluice
You can hear their replies. When they say…
Is it that hard to let me in
To your heart and mind? Oh do you mind?
I’ll wear you down so I can speak
Through you to you.
Let me be your conduit
Your channel to the other side
When I open the sluice
You can hear their replies. When they say…
Let me taste skin.
Where I’m from there’s no sin.
I inspire for earthly desires.
Everything you have is what I once knew
Let me be your conduit
Your channel to the other side
When I open the sluice
You can hear their replies. When they say…
Where we’re going there is no you or me.
There’s no telling how we separate.
When our eyes water we salt the same sea.
Mewling as we drink our brine.
We’ll gnash our teeth, our ear will ring, our bones will awk for serving
As a sounding board for muted voices
Let them in. Let them in.You got to let them in. Let them in
You’ll feel better when your body back again.
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Similaire
04:34
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Peeling flesh the raise you high
Into the chilling air.
Lay your veiny hands upon
The heaving earth below.
Is it something I, is it something high above me
That I can’t understand.
If it is beyond my hold
I’m grasping once again.
Elder sycamore
Your effigy is a reminder
That we’re holding onto
Vapors in the light.
Bring forth the horizon
It’s always off in the distance
I could be among them
It only I could stand still.
When you breath out I breathing
I makes up one the same.
In a tantric forced embrace
Symbiotically arrange.
Should I stand like you, await my fate?
My fortitutes to weak.
Oracles the don’t speak
Residing prophecies.
Paralyzed by savoring
You bare plaid neck
To fane humility
In an act of empathy.
Articulated by malice
Suppressed by the sublime
To ruin my cryptic
Reliquary.
I will soon be you. Root enjorged.
How shall I prepare my body for yours.
Wrapped in sacred cloth, reduced to ash
Let the earth excorbe me. You will be my next vessel.
Elder sycamore
Your effigy is a reminder
That we’re holding onto
Vapors in the light.
Bring forth the horizon
It’s always off in the distance
I could be among them
It only I could stand still.
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Anson the Ornery Kansas City, Missouri
Anson is a multimedia artist combining his backgrounds in music, visual arts, writing and acting to create interactive installations and performances that make the viewer a part of the art rather than apart from the art.
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