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alter egos
03:14
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i can't take you on the run
if you won't take me home
i can't let you out for fun
if you won't let me home
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Starman Dave
03:36
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Starman Dave
if they should ask
are you a god
please say Yeah
Starman Dave
please say Yeah
and send us back
your blessings half
Starman Dave, took his ship, flew his ship to a distant planet
Starman Dave, took his ship, flew his ship to a distant star
[NASA never sought such grace; NASA had no easy faith]
they are the gods,
these stars above
we send our thoughts and now
our robots out to greet them.
it's a comet, it's an asteroid
is natural, an android
is warning us,
or winking on a fly-by
gives no sign, emits no beep
arrival of the starry deep
a single pixel blinking on a screen
it's a comet, it's an asteroid
is natural, an android
is warning us,
or winking on a fly-by
then one night in our common sleep,
calling from the inner deep
a voice who enters every human dream
I DO NOT LOVE
I'M HIGH ABOVE
I AM THE SUN
I BRING YOU FIRE
YOUR CLOCK IS RUN
MY WILL IS DONE
I AM THE SUN
I AM THE FIRE
Starman Dave if they should ask
are you a god, please say Yeah Yeah Yeah
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ravers
05:01
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a hunter cannot run a doe down.
guns have slowed them, made them loud
to stay alive, we compromised
for comfort gave up what
what Selections have you survived?
Death uptook the brave;
Death uptook the sensitive Suicide
we are what remains,
of ebolas & the crises
we are what remains,
of the endless wars
we are what remains,
and Death was a Selection
Death up-took the brave
of the endless wars
soon we shall be all alone,
our future is there
all alone & all alone
where who makes a claim
soon we shall be all alone
where sand is endless
all alone & all alone
and we are what remains
soon we shall be all alone, together:
AllAlone&AllAlone Forever
soon we shall be all alone, together:
AllAlone&AllAlone
together in a lonely-hearts'
abattoir / l’abattoir / laboratoire:
the priestly white lab-frock & overcoat worn on
kill-floor: name & dress are alike, for
Doctor & the throat-cutter
imitate a Prior
Demon
who taught man to rise
a Demon
to use all life
a Demon
who granted unto man
an Engine
for leaving death behind
even in decline,
they privatize their findings
even in decline,
the Science will insist that
even in decline,
the data sets echo, so
even in decline,
the Sacrifice persists
even in decline,
they privatize their findings
even in decline,
the Science will insist that
even in decline,
the Sacrifice persist
soon we shall be all alone, together:
AllAlone&AllAlone Forever
soon we shall be all alone, together:
AllAlone&AllAlone Forever
soon we shall be all alone, together:
AllAlone&All Alone Forever
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high again
02:12
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and i was high again
ever get high by accident?
THC is in the air supply now
that's some high-grade second hand smoke out there
ever get high by accident, alone?
i don't mean when you're high and somehow keep getting high;
i don't mean when you ate the wrong cookie
and i was high again
i had been high the night before
rolling all over my condo
pushing my drugs on an unwed Japanese piano instructor
but i woke up ready to turn it around
for a day of quiet labor
but a stray chunk of bud on the stove lit up
when i leaned in for the kettle
and i was high again
that was the day, twenty clicks in,
i learned of the Dumont Network,
the forgotten network of TV history
that was the day in the Moonbean Cafe
Mary Margaret O'Hara came to me
she granted me a question / asked me a wish
granted me a wish and asked me a question,
i don't know which
and i was high again
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chapel song
03:59
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Errants of the Beach, you will find us:
a church is here, for just your kind
Errants of the Mall, rejoice with us
a Hall awaits you, all miked up for every voice
an Inside all here stumble on
you, too, have a song
and all will sing along
our Trio filled the hall,
we had our time on stage
all were made anew again:
hearing ‘Peggy Sue’ again,
in 1958
we had some kind of harp,
and every note it made
gathered in a Chord
no one had a name for
you, too, have a song
and all will sing along;
come onto our stage
come onto our stage:
for you too have a song
and all will sing along
and as you're coming down,
and as you're coming off
be sure to look around
be sure to look above
this church has no staff, is not overseen
this church is for drop-ins
this church comes alive
w/ friends in on a lark,
w/ the recently harassed,
w/ the newly deceased
who all press in from the noise & sun
of a Saturday market
and as you're coming down,
and as you're coming off,
keep the mic on,
pass it along
and do look up:
SEE the high window where
your trio plays on
and as you say goodbye,
and go into the night
turn your head up high:
where every star is burning for
some trio wandered by
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holy roller
03:34
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he only told me what
he told me what i know
he told me what i i know
he only showed me what
he showed me what i know o ooh o
he showed me what i know
found him in his chair in a Yorkville Starbucks.
in low repose, yet perfectly alert
his palms up, fingers aflutter in his own Morse code
and he cut the small talk, shut his eyes, said to name a word.
Salvation gives clues.
Salvation's a Lady or reticent Guru,
won by your obsession.
any koan or gesture
can be ridden straight to Heaven
Go say "relationship", alone in a mirror;
go still as stained-glass and intone the motto,
till your own V.O. is god to you
Holy Roller
on parting he said "We could meet again" -
and spread his hands in a query of surrounding matter
"Or", he said, "we could make this more interesting."
you've all along been hearing Hallelujah wrong:
the One is on the row, not the Mike.
yet soon shall be free,
to sing what you like.
holy roller. . . .
i only wanna show
i show you what i know
i show you what i know
horseshoed around your head, notice:
a Halo Council, a floating chorus
and down the Ave, your own Parade:
the Self you shook off, in multiples re-made
holy roller . . .
closer . . .
you're crossing over . . .
autognosis
you ought to know this
to know you've undergone kenosis
this sonic throb, you're picking up
is subtle or far away enough
it may have always been there
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7. |
free porn
03:19
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Friday is as far as the week can get away
with not being a holiday
Sunday shall remain, for surfing the tevangelies
& cleaning up semen stains
with every day, those who knew the Spoiler grew in number,
and could not hide their happiness
resistance seemed petty & over-principled.
there we were, at the End of History,
& folks were holding loyal to their troubles & their ignorance.
if this time it's true, that crime-rates tank
when the Beatles play Ed Sullivan,
why aren't you tuned to Ed Sullivan?
if cliché, you concede,
is a System thinking through you,
why this suspicion at our Poetry?
o let us live in Amity OR,
in Concord MA,
in mutual America
a shameless gang we shall be,
riding free, in our Cadillac,
top-down, all sugared up
Friday is as far as work can get away
with not being a holiday
Sunday'll be free for Italia TV,
& sleeping off Saturday
Monday was a line up
Tuesday was a line of Equity policy
but Friday you could drive,
and love the other driver and
love would weave apologies
i refer to work in the sense of Thermodynamics:
that by which we keep things together, but
F you, Structure.
all of our work was performed under protest:
a prodigy Sun hung hot and too long, the Morning of life relentless.
but our labors hid our training [i refer to The Karate Kid];
our training, a campaigning [ i refer to Ender's Game];
and all played on a Kingdom stage [said the Shakespeare Chorus]
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pyramid poem
04:38
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this Pyramid Poem for you who dreams and
wall of stone you've written on
this Funeral Song for you who sings and
wall of stone you echo on
these words are yours who dreamt the walls of
stone these words are scrawled along
they show the way you wander in this
hall of stone you walk along
thru double gates a limo slows, and
guardmen call the Rider down
who's ushered to a second car, and
ferried on thru wider realms
of double gates and double way with
every new enclosure
the limo grows, and seatrow keeps the
Rider from his Chauffeur
well what size of compound is this?
tell what kind of compound is this?
who or what the Power drawing
Rider on & inward in
this Pyramid Poem for you who dreams and
wall of stone you've written on
a Funeral Song for you who sings and
wall of stone you echo on
they’ve strung you up, are shocking you
the nightmare has caught up with you
the four of them, the five of them, are
using hand & tool on you
your tormentors, as you pass over,
morph into your angels
your tormentors are nurses now,
attentive at the gurney or the hearse
and you awaken in
a hall of stone you roam, and
this Pyramid Poem for you who dreams, and
wall of stone you've written on
a Guiding Song for you who sings, and
wall of stone you echo on
this song is yours who dreamt the wall of
stone your words are scrawled along
they show the way you wander in the
hall of stone you walk along
a small mihraab, ignored by all, is
throbbing w/ a subtle glow
a small mihraab, a dent in marble wall you
throw your prayer thru
mihraab, a dent in wall to show
your way unto the kaaba stone
and qibla be thy line of spine,
obeisant to the kaaba stone
and kaaba stone the center of
a circle that thy qibla is
a spoke on and the circle is
the winding of your way within
a Pyramid Poem for you who dreams &
wall of stone you've written on
this Catacomb Poem, for you who dreams &
wall of stone you echo on
along the cavern wall are hung the
long ago begotten
their skulls & limbs elongate and
return to Akhenaaten
this Pyramid Poem for you who dreams &
wall of stone you've written on
this Guiding Song for you who sings and
wall of stone you echo on
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9. |
the kiss
03:15
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if they do not run the Train
then how will you go to School?
if you do not go to School
then who will learn to run the Train?
[ et cetera ]
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10. |
some mercy
04:02
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among the fallen faithful
they will dig you up,
and they will say
your kitchen pit
was once a site of
sacrifice or business,
where your
blood & labour turned to cash, were
buried or burnt in potlatch, / and
your purse a slaughtered lamb, a
trace of fat in banknotes AUS and CAN
a War in lust, by men on fire:
war made harlots for their camp, and
all your war will pay the rent of
Raiders in their silken tent
hath once been seen, and
twice been said, this
Eve of Xmas, Twenty-Ten, o
God above have mercy on them
and on you, my late new friend
resign before it’s easy and
repent before it's life or death, and
maybe u go easy and
it may be fools will love you yet
your House on fire, come outside
your House on fire, where to hide, and
know you will be free again when
House is with the Earth again, the
Earth on fire, go below, the
Earth on fire, dig thy hole, and
know you will be free again when
Earth is with the Sky again
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dr.p Toronto, Ontario
the dr. is the professorial kind, and the p for Paul Bali - a philosopher & poet from
Toronto.
the dr. is also the hiphop/dub kind, and the p for Geoff Pye - the Montreal producer who layed these tracks.
"alter egos" is the debut album, released Aug 11 2020
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