1. |
grace
04:04
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i was born for this
i have no thoughts
to clutter
this darkened sky
this once dry creek
now running for me
my movement
preordained
this existence is a gift
i receive
when my world collides with artifice
i feel it resonate
sounding deep within
i am grace
and you
you are a shame
cover yourself
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2. |
buried sun
04:20
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with buried sun
i bare my bristled jib
to taste for death
on the earth, in the air
with anxious step
and shallow breath
i yoke my lot
to not toil is to die
acknowledge real
enter the field
not for sport
only to survive
each night a gift
each morsel grift
savored more
for the threat to your life
when yr dream
Is just to be
somewhere safe at night
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3. |
pasadena part two
03:39
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I used to think pasadena was the worst part of the houston area
then someone I knew used pasadena to escape from a bad situation
this won’t be the last time i am wrong
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4. |
break the sky
03:20
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break the sky
smooth the skin
resurrect
exit den
bellow praise
pelting cloud
hydro-kissing
pulsing crowd
feast to fast
zephyr dry
hydro-tomb
til broken sky
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5. |
civil twilight
05:16
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nautical twilight comes next
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6. |
vespertine
03:25
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my branched nest
in shaded light
shall bring me rest
before the night
mockingbird cries
at sun’s descent
my eyelids rise
i too descend
down gnarled trunk
I kiss the air
the moon is bright
the shadows dare
i search their cast
for heated scent
to find repast
in scarlet tint
oh blessed meal
my thanks to thee
i bring you in
you become me
taking what i need and nothing more
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7. |
Eumorpha Pandorus
04:43
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one of a handful of moths commonly called “hummingbird moth” in the greater houston area. they dance around the texas sage and butterfly bush just after sunset and just before sunrise
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8. |
a tinker by trade
03:10
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what is this here i see
how can i make it work for me
with the leverage of thumb and nimble tail
shall i gain access or shall i fail
in treacherous turf i ply my craft
with tools and materials gained by graft
I codepend on a gluttoned brute
from their waste i fabricate my fruit
my providers i despise
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9. |
Trichonephila Clavipes
04:41
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well populated in the Armand Bayou Nature Center.
properly named for Armand Yramatagui
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10. |
the fang and the club
03:31
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just like Buck in “the call of the wild” by Jack London,
the coyotes of east texas have had to learn the law of the club and the fang
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