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la fin est l'endroit où nous réveillons et nous n'avons jamais rêvé de nos rêves
vous commencez où je ne me souviens pas
de se rappeler serait pour moi de mourir
nous allons donc voir ce que vous pouvez tirer de ma mémoire

dreaming in languages unlearned
from places of far travels not ever earned
tied a note to the foot of a bird
of sullen wing and sang songs of flocks never heard

where prints in the clay are traced by black needle hands
and ring petrichor blue from carnelian japan
the electric cityscape plays like it's been drained and stung
and the muddy birds cry out just because they can

drawing from the cat's eye
a universal sigh
and the planets dance along the beach
teaching the sea new tunes to kill to
two kill two
as I stand at the edge of the shore
I feel like breathing in fresh brine

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from Songs for Dismemberment: Shi, released July 5, 2013

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