Igloo Hymn (Single Tape)

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released 25 March 2013
Album art by Chad Pirtle.
Recording/mixing by the illustrious and luminous Harper Marchman-Jones.

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tags: devotional post post Charleston

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Track Name: Igloo Hymn
octogenarian three-year old muscles
tiny-gloved minor appendages
frozen blue pool igloo
packed, packing white snow

coco eyes, dipping chocolate drink
snagged nails on mitted fingers
frozen blue pool igloo
igloo by the sea, igloo in the yard
igloo by the sea, igloo in the yard

it was the kindest magic trick i ever have seen
fixed, fixed, fixing machine
fixed, fixed, fixing machine
electric current, heartstop
jumpstart: heart colt
jumpstart: heart colt

divers we go down to the ocean floor
circles of light, treasures below our feet
surfacing up to the sun
anchors up, boat’s adrift; left alone

premonition of whatever’s to come
floating on tanks of oxygen
webbed feet, sit straight up in bed
“my father’s voice: i miss it all the time.”
“my father’s voice: i miss it all the time.”

it was the kindest magic trick i ever have seen
fixed, fixed, fixing machine
fixed, fixed, fixing machine
electric current, heartstop
jumpstart: heart colt
jumpstart: heart colt

mothers aren’t those we should blame
fractious, puerile blandishments
chiclets, cowlings gnaw at her face
i often forget: we are the same

his absense would spread like the sky
oblivion: no tickets for life
absurd death, tender resurrect
soft but inexorable
soft but inexorable

it was the kindest magic trick i ever have seen
fixed, fixed, fixing machine
fixed, fixed, fixing machine
electric current, heartstop
jumpstart: heart colt
jumpstart: heart colt
Track Name: Rebuild!
ended up undone
by the touch of the other
boundaries arose between us
once enamored-pursuant
in los angeles we are pulverized flight
yet sometimes in memory
we, still undoing, are undone

cockroach trituration! elimination!
but i still wanna get back to the erstwhile halation

back where liminality collapsed
rebuild! rebuild! halcyon nation!

with the GRC -- my non-contingency
i have these women, my pillars of sanity
seated to eat at the dinner party
and together with our total cacophony
we say to each other: let's transgress the boundary
oh let us return to liminality!

(used to have secret places, liminal, lambent spaces)