A H P O O K (Dictaphone Rarities)

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A H P O O K
Thy book o/breething & various dreams

A H P O O K
Thy teeth o/moonshine & laughter like a Chinese wind

A H P O O K
Like the Captain with Garland I dig yr tweed coat but wonder at t/distant muttering cacti in t/fabric o/yr dreams

A H P O O K
Yr eyes t/canvas & yr midnight my soul

A H P O O K
Lay t/bell o/hatred at my feet & drive rivers deep hollow

A H P O O K
Do you hear t/storms through t/lost forests?

A H P O O K
Do you conjure a halo o/rainbows & stars?

A H P O O K
Muttering through teeth like broken tenements & lassoing t/tiger with charms in its eyes

A H P O O K
Time defeats us & we join tongues so that we may scream t/mirror down

A H P O O K
Such reflections from a distant star

A H P O O K
t/fused realities that dance in t/skull garden wound at t/midnight hour

A H P O O K
Yr porcelain smile trembles in t/depths o/my hungering throat

A H P O O K
Painting shadows o/blood on t/moon’s bitter face

A H P O O K
T/train whistle sounds across the lost horizon & t/world’s sadness is captured once again

A H P O O K
t/view from t/bridge is a retreating band o/silver grief

A H P O O K
t/blue sunshine strips flesh to bone & leaves t/soul exposed to t/hiss & moan o/wilderness hours

A H P O O K
Let t/ocean roar & t/sky fall for I have fingered t/horrid flesh o/dreams too many times to any longer care

A H P O O K
Do you recognize yrself in my cruel loving designs?

A H P O O K
Rainbows blister & t/banks collapse as t/river swarms fetid w/flies

A H P O O K
I have tasted t/moan at t/back o/her throat as t/moon has collapsed its silver ministry into t/unforgiving dawn



A H P O O K
This contortion o/elements & repetition

A H P O O K
t/unfriendly ghosts have me cornered

A H P O O K
They have razors for eyes & on their lips a curse drawn from t/dark rotting belly o/memory

A H P O O K
Such days o/distant hallway dreaming

A H P O O K
t/walls shimmer & t/faces glide into hated view

A H P O O K
t/casket o/wisdom is ashes & stale breath

A H P O O K
I commune through t/stars & know only
silence

A H P O O K
It is yr breething that accompanies me into t/lost forest o/sleep

A H P O O K
A name as invocation shatters t/gaze o/cold reality

A H P O O K
t/storms gather & whisper in conspiracy o/that stinging antiseptic kiss

A H P O O K
Punching holes through t/daylight leaves only fragments & groans

A H P O O K
It all tastes o/ashes & tears

A H P O O K
Too many thoughts like lesions open in my mind

A H P O O K
Melting into t/shadows o/dawn that comfort t/night’s sorrow o/dreaming

A H P O O K
How I finger yr fragile hide & attempt to divine yr secret depths



A H P O O K
Forever t/stranger with mirrors for eyes

A H P O O K
I raise you to temple heights & dwell in t/sacred bubble of yr breething

A H P O O K
t/tides still rush o/faraway days & forgotten nights

A H P O O K
Was that an embrace or t/trembling moment o/death?

A H P O O K
Riding t/wilderness trail into t/hallelujah chorus o/dawn

A H P O O K
All is reborn within an arch o/prayer & a throat shaped to screaming

A H P O O K
Raising a smile from shattered & exhausted fragments



A H P O O K
Descending into t/mystic pain where t/illusion o/freedom dwells

A H P O O K
It is yr underlying melancholy that pulls me into t/strange realm that is yr holy dreaming orbit


Words by SJC

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released August 10, 2017

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Track Name: Candescence
As I stared out of the train window
A great confusion became me
The night sky glowing brightly
Candescence of city insomnia
Tricking me into believing for a moment
That it was in fact the first mewing of dusk
And at once an exhaustion became me
Tired for all the wrong reasons
I had been duped!

When finally I returned
From the meal I had attended
I slowly stripped
And lay myself down in bed
Too tired to fetch a glass of water even
To brush my teeth
When I awoke seven hours later
I knew immediately
That I had not moved a muscle
Retaining the same foetal position
Throughout the night.
I was stiff
The pillow wet with sleeps gross language
Felt cold on my right cheek
I turned on to my back and farted.

Tiny fragments of memory
And mood
buzzed manically
Around my head, piecing together
The facts that can
And often do
Map out the day ahead.
Had I fallen asleep smiling?
One can never be sure.
Slowly the picture came back to me,
The current painting of my world.
The meal
The walk
The attempts at being healthier
In the name of my wanting to transform
To improve in all I do.
Each time falling short
Of my deluded expectations

These thoughts are the things that will get me in the end.