1. |
Dawn Put Asunder
12:31
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lyrics by Eli Wallis;
Evening gathers back all that
rosy dawn put asunder
like hyacinth in the mountains
that shepherds have trampled down
every blade a minaret
underfoot in flower deep fields
passing once again through hectate's gaze
climbing back to ignorance
of all stars the most beautiful
a lamp in the freezing fog
ringing in the other room
your laughter bouncing off books
burdened with knowing ink-marks
littered with late night thoughts
seven sisters hidden by
a more delirious blue
no sunbeam ever lies
repeat until it's true
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2. |
Inside This Song
06:13
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lyrics by Eli Wallis
I want to live inside this
song with you. I want to walk
down its loping paths over
grown with dusk-lit moss (with you).
Paint your instant coffee and
drink your tear-down walls. Find the
ghosts in the corners the leaks
on rainy days watching the
cat watch the rain watch the way
you move so quietly a
toe broken in a slipper
note broken on the lip a
squeak so charged so telling of
the space inside this song. We'll
sit in a claw-foot tub big
enough for the two of us
comically big really you
say it's a giant tub for
the giants who used to live
inside this song and I want to
live inside the tidepool of
your eye the way it quavers
like the lightbeams on the pearl
of a giant claw-foot tub
in the twilight of this song.
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3. |
Sounds Of Ablution
08:37
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lyric by Eli Wallis;
a metallic pink cloud
of tilapia gathers
in the corner of their tank
the sounds of ablution
in the shopping cart’s clatter
in a plane above cloud
in a neighbour’s kitchen sink
an ancient willow lit in halves
a dusky orange above
and a cool green below
a mosquito in the shower with me
his eyes closed
dreaming of the nile
just eight forty-nine a pound
for a metallic pink cloud
fresh tilapia, live
eight forty-nine a pound
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4. |
Heralding an Era's End
05:30
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lyrics by Eli Wallis;
a banana tree looming
in the living room
fruitless, but growing
two pots larger than summer frog songs
heralding an era’s end
the house before this one
the war before this one
before-times swirling in the misty
ides of endless emperors
leaves like parachutes
pamphlets in poor translation
hornets feel no malice
tories see no heavens
requiem for a banana tree
lost to mites
safe and warm inside
a banana tree looming
in the living room
fruitless, but growing
two pots larger than summer frog songs
heralding an era’s end
the house before this one
the war before this one
before-times swirling in the misty
ides of endless emperors
leaves like parachutes
pamphlets in poor translation
hornets feel no malice
tories see no heavens
requiem for a banana tree
lost to mites
safe and warm inside
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5. |
Meet In A River
05:16
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lyrics by Asad Dhaumya,
my fingers dig into his arm
creating a blue rorschach
"your are not safe within or without
my son, you are both the spokes and the wheel"
His prayers meet in a river
of Faustian monkhood,
the wheel forges a path,
still carrying promises of love,
the apple that rots on the branch.
"The world turns to you, your sweet little feet
and my blackness shifts uneasily."
The Great Wait begot the Watcher's lament,
tired light catching up to its shadow.
"I cast thee down into the fiery depts,
my son,
my only son,
my beautiful child,"
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6. |
No Center Of Gravity
06:03
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lyrics by Asad Dhaumya,
if nothing else we are quite
consistent say persistent
twins coins sides eyes four yous, dig?
imagine alabama
a rectangle if you will
not really some sort of growth
at its bottom left(my rights)
southshore reaching for broken shrimpboats
sleeping under the gulf of mexico
two tiny legs
far to tiny for such a shaped body sort
of rectangular rhomboid
rhomboidian rhomboidesque
perhaps a bit too forward
no centre of gravity
to be found in the comfort
of a storm by the ports
for ports on the balls of poor
feet aching knotted cords washed up after math
morning shores
Imagine a la bamba
played by four hands
some small school
dim gymnasium
full of coughs
rustles jimmies
karens banners
honouring gators who swam in these long waters
before mexico had gulfs
before alabama was an aberrant rhomboidish
littlelegs long long before
four hands imagined dancing
on the beach before the storm
small man boy really only
seventeen mexican man
born in los angeles sings
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7. |
Rain Slick
05:06
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lyrics by Asad Dhaumya,
freaking wet creeping drunk eggs
thoughless kind
milking wizard
joyless path rainslick sneakers
singing moistly underfoot
george has turned his wife into
little labelled specimens
tentacles shimmering deep
under rain bow under blue
what kinda creep would win does
egg white elks less drunk was though
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8. |
Beautiful Lady
09:52
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lyrics by Asad Dhaumya,
beautiful lady riding
a bike without her helmet on
the front a white basket
a shimmer of vibraphone
wafting with a warm breeze out the open patio door.
distant tides of highway noise split by the train's bright aubade
closer to your ears than mine
the way the wind picks up your
voices reed like lifting cross
flying floating fabrics
the collected crumbs bits of fluff
dust found floating in the air
denoting the sticky side of fabrics
so silken soft as in a morning sunrise
lilting floating voice like cross tides
of lawns more moss than grass
singing through the storm
distant train ringing through memory
wafting on a shimmering breeze
blowing cold from the north
stirring sweetly dreaming seas
beautiful lady riding the wave
with her eyes lightly
unbothered by its swelling
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In Fuse Vancouver, British Columbia
08/22/2022
Vancouver Art Gallery
750 Hornby Street Vancouver BC.
In Fuse music performance for Evelyn
Roth installation
10/15/2021
Vancouver Outsider Arts Festival
The Roundhouse Community Arts and Recreation Centre Theatre
In Fuse group music and dance performance.
07/21/2016
"Talking Trees"
Kits Community Hall, 2305 West 7th Ave. Vancouver.
In Fuse music performance and Dance.
... more
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