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Drawn Gnomon

by Dolmens

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1.
Pelican 04:34
Pelican, I will be lifted yet I am a patient man, there is time left. I will overcome, this trial, my confidante, out of the swamp, into the manacles, I will overcome I will hang from the railings and die as I see you wheeled away, I don't know what I'm going to do but sleep until it's all over. Pelican, throw me your twisted net dredge up an argument, in the fissures you and them and I eating soft clementines high-breasted Lorelei, you were something and how I was drawn to you like the sway of a magnet I've been lured by something I cannot explain, so I will do what you tell me to do We don't sleep where I'm from we don't drink just with anyone and I won't live for your cause at least not willingly. Pelican, cut from the olive branch driving an ambulance for the money a testament to luck at its ugliest in an invaluable word is worth more than sentences and now I am saying one or be killed in the process rewarded not for triumphs but iniquities, I'll be as free as can possibly be and you will see what you're going to see I've no doubt that the gossip's going to leave me in the garage and the years will be unfit clothes, this is what I get for pillaging and plundering all the shit I did is coming back to haunt me but there are no such things as ghosts.
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Hash out your alibis the stories you're sticking by tack a ribbon on your failed adventures, but I can help you if we stick it through "This isn't love and you can't help me." If what we had here dies make it a point to cry pine for me and lie at my feet just to keep it even. All that summer I was unwell I was tangled in a masterpiece I've been long since gone even my ghost moved on I fell into a rhythm I could not shake off. No one could help you then back when we were children hungry in an empty car with needles in you. As a matter of fact that's when I saw you last hopping on a bus to San Antonio you were miserable I wasn't useful through the process. I am a cannibal I will eat you whole I'll hold you captive as the tightrope flinches if what we had here dies humor me through goodbyes say it like a blister I'm a splinter in your side.
3.
All that's left is a feeling and a highway that winds parakeets sing in cages of breaking their binds a nursery rhyme in the waste bin, and spring onions on fire on the porch, the police sirens join in a choir it always gets a reaction I stand outside in communion as you braid your hair I don't mind staying over but I be you will soon tire of it you will look back now and feel counterfeit take a breath, reconsider nothing's pure in a mirror, nothing's worth it from the start. We all head North in the summer, some of us stay all year some of us find a new home and disappear I admit I was cautious as to which one I'd be would I stay by your side or eventually leave, we knew it would happen nothing could ever keep us around for long, but stick around and discover we still need one another but this time it's an absolute goodbye it's the flickering of a day into night against my breast is a clover a silhouette of a soldier when this war between us is over I will shake your hand again
4.
Old uninhibited body a sacred rebellion to laws we have forged there's much to be learned but I hardly sit well in this teaching, its old hat is crumbling an if I choose the heart of another its bruises are mindful of what mending I can do wrapped in the shroud of a summer I know what disaster some seasons can bring what can I do, I don't mean to be calloused though shells can be softened how does it prove I will never be something as warm as a womb? I see your face in the brambles your bust on the mantle, it's how I keep lit but if I catch you stood with you lover in bed like a mother, I'll slowly extinguish could it be every day is a hammer it pulls me out backwards I sigh on the porch beneath the dark, creaking hickory's forearms I stare at the front lawn, and wish you were here in a cold dining room I put bills in the cabinet and cough on the lampshade gold Spanish Broom un-vased in the cellar and decanters opened in twos. Praised be the body electric a dream epileptic, a bullet-proof vest like a swear in the crowd of disciples one hand on the Bible and a curse under breath but I can change, really, I'm not an island or a failure, I'm trying, I'm trying so hard hand out the shovels and champagne bury me again, it's time to re-bloom tell me the truth, is the worst chapter over or is it only beginning clear de javu, moths patrolling the hallway bridges left burning with ash on my suit, I wonder how I'll ever make it through divided by a gulf, great fixed separator I owe everything I have to you.
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Wovenhoof 04:33
Heaven forbid you ever do what I did but I've made the best of my decision as time moves, so do I I ignore it all the time I don't sleep, something tugs me and keeps me driving around all night. I could have bought you a ring and that would have calmed everything I was sick with violent hesitation I'll rebuild my whole house where the date palm grove burned down my successor, he will be a captain he will be as captive as I was re-adjust every crooked bookend look at me then stare into the deep black well if I had made you swear to be loyal, would you have been? There's always the coast, naked in fearless repose there's nothing but charcoal left inside you I push down into it, I press until you split all the wistfulness you felt dissipates then all your threats are whimpers now sell the house you won't win this round, I won't settle down I am owed more than your time is worth if I had made you swear to be loyal, would you have been?
6.
On the old side of the world you were born under the oxen yokes in blue Marrakesh as the heat from the copper steamed Jerusalem artichokes as you grew, you grew unwell I found your uneasiness hard to shake you never seemed to get used to the audience every prisoner cast blame when the thrill has come and gone will the memory live on when you sweep up your floor, back in Baltimore stamp your foot on the stair I will not be there. We are children in a well with dreams of being pulled up by our baby hair lower a bucket into our private Waterloo add the stones for me to bear but I will rise again oh you will crave me then a reliable saboteur, I was waxing tyrannical as I gasped for air there's no ending now I am sure you disappeared I tried, I really try something will make things right you had no reason to pine and despair what makes you do this to yourself in Maryland, your holding cell
7.
Street language still in my throat a market of psychic exchanges in rows before us blind to the quill and the scroll overarching the spine and the sinews that grow in forests sleep as a form of appeal as communion to all of the natural laws grieve as if no one is here build your idols like Solomon, then watch it all fall crown the emperor in a mutinous rain of cannonballs down here altogether, we remember who you are and what you have left to answer for. Who comes to cradle the throne you're the last in a long line of sickle cells in the basement a fisher king down the bone I look out at the wasteland you mirror, rough yet craven blessed like a weed in a swamp I survive on the emptiness that it provides a guest in this meaningless dot I am born in an avalanche and leave with a sigh you were the messenger who will avenge you when you're killed back then times were simpler what a life left unfulfilled I stood my ground and watched it wilt.
8.
The Mirage 04:39
Dream an impossible dream without math or geometry in a space-less hole. Deeper and deeper I go into the arms of an envelope in repose I am free. The shapes that I touch can't exist in this world or the next but I know what I feel. The sawdust in the air is poison from the oak up to this point I've just been scratching cut past the surface, you will fine you've surmounted every fear that I made you write down tell your friend I mean nothing. I will ravage your sleep I will cut from the artery I'll come back into being. Once out of limbo, I'll plunge into the black, the mirage and I will drink from its glass. Allow the bloodletting act as the sun setting awaken in you the old giant that I used to know, I used to shake in your presence I would bow as a means to an end but I came back to my senses.
9.
Maybe it was all the times I buckled to the pressure maybe the notes and money make up for time, maybe the bird's dead and there is no land near maybe I died in Knoxville and was reborn here. So what, I can't dance I lied to see you who were we back then? Maybe it was all the times I saw you in another maybe the therapy will shape out your knee maybe it's success that got to your head maybe we'll find in due time it ended long ago maybe I'm happy that you hate your body does it ravage you in your sleep? Maybe it was all the times I answered with a number maybe there is no God, or, there always is. Maybe that trophy has ruined your family you sit alone at supper and think of them, Maybe we're both bad and things won't get better but I've seen what time can do.
10.
I had the gun, you had the diamond you had discovered that there was an island I had to come from out of the wilderness out of a thief's bed, out of a bee's nest. You knew me when I was a mountain you watched them raze me down into the dirt peer down into the gloom dividing the ark of the body and its cage a roar from the battleground and the band starts to play for my family. Mighty, mighty contender, I bow standing in the lightwell, I'm amazed you're filled with imperfection. This place is a submarine how low it does take me how low can I go? This place is a submarine how low it does take me, crushed in its fist like a dollar. All that I bet on my hand shells and wedding rings and all that I win. You knew me when I was a mountain you stood on me just to plant a flag there's holes all over my body from all the conquering ages ago the sign of the Pelican on an old tattered coat, it means nothing to me.
11.
Oh wide world, carry on by next December I'll be unbelievable or laid flat in front of the door for now I'll pay no mind to the sentiments discussed it's just fate gathering us a streetlamp glowing faintly in the darkness. I dream in Spanish horrible things and you, undressing again passion's just a superstition that you hold true it's an oath you took it swept me away. All the men assemble tell me something, do you feel invincible when you reduce me to rubble and that house you sold your soul to afford it lays shining there in my attention. The dust will settle but I will not rebuild again I'll walk around with this map I found and pay tribute to the touches of the weekend. Oh my dear, carry on in the wake of all this, with disaster on your lips leaning over for a kiss like you were off to work, hide in my arms as if the world had an alarm set to go off any second but the time we had was so brief I laugh misery grows now where it once stood. You will find love and forget we ever spoke a word I'll make a vow to stay strong and proud and face what lies ahead with clamor in my footsteps, the dust will settle but I will not rebuild again.

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Recorded January 2020 - July 2020
With help from Brian and Shaun Kennedy
God Bless the twins.

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released December 17, 2020

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