Her soft satin belly, like a tiny ocean, sways With each breath comes a mighty tiny rumble Inside her rugged, comfortable, mobile cage, She sleeps Like just a solid chunk of temporary flesh This improbable, natural machine, after all, Seems to “feel” Maybe “I” should “care”
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A million trees repeat themselves. The dark, the heat and stagnant air nod a hundred heads in seats to sleep. Stops at all the Circle K’s. This one stays still and sound, head down. Blinding glints of grey-white sky flash from bog-patches like shattered glass in an underpass. He’s undisturbed for hours. Trucks pass, gears [...]
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Hello friends, I’d like to share with you some music from a new project I’ve been working on with a couple of good friends, Sarah Good & Scott Johnson. Trillium Foundation is √øxå-∂røne hea√en for sleepy bå†s. We’ll be making tapes/cds/vinyl/8-track and phonographs real soon. In the meantime, please enjoy this short preview:
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Along the shapes of the lost cradle.
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The memory was of the earliest days Brief but radiant freedom Not only in a spirit of religious ecstasy But also in search of my own distinctive roots Peculiar nostalgia Strong enough to prevent any sense of finality or permanence
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…and he conquered that town with just the Earth in his head conceived the rusty old man on mashed-potato Mountain before it was clear to him, that in the Mountains, the Future lies. for the very Information that is buried inside will eventually escape if we don’t turn it into Noise fast enough… do we [...]
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ft. garbage juice on bass
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supr mnml wtrbd
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One day we rise from bed and it’s the future outside a man coughs and coughs and spits wow, we think to ourselves, what interesting customs there are here in this time we scan the place for differences and for signs of the past we left behind we find yogurt, two days expired we find [...]
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Cosmetic Plague
