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Sensitive Bends

by Ennet House

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1.
Urban Heat 06:48
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all the lazy ladies waiting for the aching of their waking in the morning they are morning all the scorning in their lives and all the races tracing laces in their faces at the races they are aching when they're waking every morning of their lives Walter kovacs nomen omens on the streets of new york city and though he knows the suns still glows god put it out 8 minutes ago spinal disease in time deceased take the time to breathe a logarithmic breath light the daisies, they are waiting for cremation here comes elation they have no patience for the breakers and no sorrow for the shakers right the wrongs that are left upon the shelf of our earth stop the raping and the rabies revive the fucking unborn babies walter kovacs nomen omens on the streets of new york city and though he knows the sun stills glows god put it out eight minutes ago
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Daylight Doldrums 04:26
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lazy days lost in the cloud razing? raising? Skies around let the sky fall to the ground and stop the wind your life unbound knock mantle decorations down turn each dress into a wedding gown that is to say, must it be so? Such is to say, so must it be? Diamonds dresses dressing the windows crying contest caressing tin does do your tears compare to mine? Do your scars still trace these lines? What do you say to "what do you say?" must it be so if you refuse to stay? Try to find the sky's lullaby try to find your sigh your sight Creation, swing your chariot low catch me from the ground, pick me up as you go do not attempt to ask what it means the world is a thing from which I'm being weened that is to say, what is it to see? Suffice it to say, must it so be? Try to find the sky's lullaby try to find your sigh your sight once I lived in my inside Now I float in joyous voices Labyrinthine sense, coattails high absurd words are floating by let the sky fall to the ground and see the words, how they dip and dive straight down floating on the mantle's breast, ooo aah hot to the touch, this chariot's nest, ooo aah that is to say, what is it to be? What is it to be if it is such that we must be Here? Try to find the sky lullaby try to find your sigh your sight once I lived in my inside Now I float in joyous voices Disembodied poetics? Ethics? Throw them to the wind, though the air is transitory I can see you with a gaze, hazey daisy I can see you standing there Waiting for me with a lazy starry stare Seeing like the season's air I can see you standing there Waiting for me with lazy starry stare Seeing like the seaon's air I can see you with a gaze, hazey daisy Living in the Daylight Doldrums
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Doublebind 03:54
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aught in a linguist's take the heart that seeks and the heart that aches the icy crash in a lover's lake it eludes and manipulates and creaks and cracks the tale it shakes the essence of a word I say the thing that burrows deep away the beast is dying is it crying the beat is dying is it crying saber-toothed science faire: is it faire to thrive on science? when one thrives on boiled eyes picking tips up from the table an icy crush in a lover's lake when one tries to find secrets kept in dorian boxes caught in a linguist's take the shepherd will manipulate the beast is dying is it crying the beat is dying is it crying the beast is dying is it crying the beat is dying is it crying I woke up this morning, found it hard to scream I woke up this morning, found it hard to breathe I woke up this morning, found it hard to sing I woke up this morning, found it hard to breathe Creatures are safer under the bed they can cry all night when they live in your head Creatures are safer under the bed they can cry all night when they live in your head cunning linguist's take thoughts from heads and things to bake thoughts you thought were locked and safe ascents of your lover's wake a sense of what you used to make essence of your frozen lake and all the pills you love to take
4.
Siren Song 03:37
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Local Blue 04:54
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sweet lawdie lock her from addling (formaldehyde? formalities?), high screens her "end" justified his "means" and now she feels all right. venial eyesore, phallically opined you looked at her inside and forgot to close the door the gravel was sweet cake with spit from her soak-flesh she slipped off her blue dress and you went swimming in the lake walleye raping sacred seas of singing, Gameboy, Mickie-Dee's, "bro, you'll have to go when I think the stench will be the death of me and I swear, I swear it's wrong" (hot heavy heaves on a chokable neck) but my constitution's quaking knees, ripping love-skin, waking bees, queening chambered honey hives: I tuck my head to make my dive! (if her) parents found her faster, you couldn't lock eyes etch-a-sketching children by dampening cunt with cum she's naked and surprised a changing of the tide's what un-struck the undertow nihilistic sighs with fresh sex as undertones were ringing in the night in un-plucked extension c(h)ords companions in the rye all helped you to let her go so good luck, my sweet, at making eyes! It was a trick of cards to make me mine again, I'll make your mother ask where all your color went and you'll have no reply! you can't just leave when the walls on me are so fucking high when she smiled she never felt so riled could you make a bride of the girl when it was almost the bottom of the ninth? Simulating screams when pleasing us pleasing me. apple of her "I" was you to make two and take, too from me calculating catches, you're ready to go an undiscovered wetness that slickens your legs like starch you crawl into the car a changing of the tide's what un-struck the undertow nihilistic sighs with fresh sex as undertones were ringing in the night in un-plucked extension c(h)ords companions in the rye all helped you to let her go so good luck, my sweet, at making eyes! in The Garden of Earthly Delights constructing fruit structures: the sin has survived doing what the eagles do, lacing fingers, diving down doing what the other naked people do take a bite out I swear -- I swear, it's wrong I swear it's grown into a part of me
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Water Damage 05:09
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Love, let's go for a walk in the park and marvel the lake at heart at the bottom there's a beast that could swallow the sky Love, let's go for a walk by the lake and break the ice that lines the sides I know it's pretty cold, but winter's far away The television is emanating waves of color, encapsulating ducked tales of emerging past the fucked males of the wading mast The connection is cut and waiting dial up, get high, choked up The floorboards need to be torn out got soaked, get up, on/off Love, let's go for a walk in the park and echo the siren's song the lights bend in shapes that people can't see Love, the lights are circling the bend we should've known better when we saw them out here last night but it's okay I want to go on winter walks without you. Saint Escher never-ending natural spiral stairs ascending: it's because these walks will make me into someone old and achy. Icy prisms, light for bending, natural spiral stairs descending
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Alphabet Lake 03:01
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Let's go for a walk by the lake I'd like to get to know your face and analyze your ways because there's nothing like being alone when another's feels like home I want to get to know your eyes and sing your sweet surprise as you frighten me to sleep and scare away my sheep you'll slip inside so slow as the ocean tide hangs low and we sleep in the undertow and sand gets under our toes we'll slip outside and go to the place where we both know the shores where arms still flow the arms that shores will know Satisfy my tautology in all totality and I'll make sure you're safe in case things go my way gratify my symbology and my fragility and please make sure I'm safe in case you get your way
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Migaloo 03:45
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Beneath the sea there's an island waiting for you and me Gone from the horizon shambled wizen mizens Flash of white and mine and yours and ours and his endless sea Why can't he see? He sings like me released and free simplicity Why can't they see? They sing like me the tribe of time is sending boats by Beneath the lake there's a secret waiting for you and me Gone from their perception broken televisions Flash of white it's mine and mind and you're and your smiling like you're conditioned to feeling our attrition too we'll go outside and destroy time Dying's dying and life will always lie We are messy, life is messy, it's alright We are testy, life is testy, with an oven light Swimming and trimming the whimsy of what's got you down looking past the window as the salty sea surrounds home is sinking home is blinking, flash of white and “am I dreaming?” what's got you down? what's got you down? Why can't they see? They sing like me the tribe of time is sending boats by Why can't he see? He sings like me released and free simplicity sending boats by feeling how high
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Ghost Fish Sailing 06:15
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you pace down empty halls the radio's on but there's something in the low (l'eau?), waiting when sis fell off the dock but the beast is in the walls reach out for something new, something fresh other than not-another-summer-home speak up -- the noises will drown you out we sold the house about a month ago rip and tide your sister's sinking slowly e(e)rie steam, smell your breath and give some time to breathe and look out to the water from the window seat. The mallards hunt for Pisces with their waterskiis; they dive and leave when they can feel how winter's mean. It freezes all the closets, makes the rafters scream. You look out to the jetty: rowboats are hiding in the weeds and shade it's like whenever I'm out of town I'm on the lake lead based paint chips, window screens, light switch -- blithe things soothe me like pink erasers, electric razors like 90's movies the art of this, the artifice and with no nosy neighbors just me, the toaster, and the ghostly sailors the bayview, it's nothing new can't look out the window for a rare glimpse of Migaloo but another beast's inside the lake is like a lady beaten draping over your lap love her with your wastefulness, a carbon footprint hickey on her neck and if you drown yourself maybe bubbles of your breath will disrupt the Sound maybe, maybe still, quiet... shoes that tip-toed down the hall, soulful black singers, you pricked your finger, the fridge light's still turned on accept the doorbell's chime the mailman won't stay to see you except for flighty time, the fetid lake is all that greets you in the morning... there's no one by... lonely kids, caught between a road and shoreline nothing to do but interbreed and drink the natural light and lies, hosed in mouth by the school and church that hold their heads they feed them skin and wine most of the kids will come back and occupy the docks and gossip talk about weather with the wife but they mostly keep to themselves dirty water, coffee grounds, the lake disowns me you'll give up painting, go ghost fish sailing if you could only find a suitable expression to say you're lonely just inside, you can find yourself or someone else to keep it right; unlike nature, I'm inside a broken house with dust inside, you can't see the etchings on the mantle be sure to write. Unlike nature, I'm inside this broken house whenever I'm out of town, I'm on the lake
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Tentative Ends 03:46
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Sensitivity is fickle and mine it seems to bend and trickle out my mouth and through my actions if I hadn't done the math in my head maybe we'd still bend natives would leave and circle the bend maybe we'd stay friends and maybe we'd make our own bed Proclivity is nascent and mine it seems to feel so ancient on my tongue and when you twist it I see shapes of bobbing heads and maybe you'd still send letters with my name in them maybe you'd still bend envelopes with locking knees Splining atlas: spine's corrosion my, your seams set mine in motion Sine the signs of old, collegiate songs that lick my aching head Maybe we'd still bend notes out our straining little larynx Maybe we'd still lend tissues out to our friends Creativity, the Poet, took me down to darkled wood, metamorphose-sized my mattress to sack the magic of frozen gates Maybe you'd stay a friend, maybe you'd gargle like a good girl Time to make our senses bend, to lock hearts and foray into the real world I smile and you moan, like Ovid at the gate You dive, and I fake, over tea and a frozen lake I croon, but too soon, and you shoot me shoot me shoot me down I'm drowning, drowning, drowning, drowning I whine and you sigh like Ovid at the ga -ay-ay-ay-ay-te as your shoe meets my face I'm pounding, pounding, pounding at the ga- -ay-ay-ay-ay-te You dive, and I fake, over tea and a frozen lake I'm drowning drowning drowning drowning
11.
Wisconsin Dank 05:16
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Unborn babies lined up in a row.
12.
Avian Flew 04:10
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She speaks softly hush, halt hush, half bending strings in every physical thing and when two bodies collide the gravity intensifies N-fold, you fold, tenfold show me your dimensional lines warn me about your sensitive signs show me the genuine gyn in you I'll show you where my hand fits nicely you fold she softly goes she hardly speaks she hardly knows how much I need let me be the one to meet your cosine I want to ruin you but you're too fine and hard to define I won't refine a girl like you, I won't re-find a girl like you for a long time she speaks softly hush, halt hush, half she softly goes she hardly speaks she hardly knows how much I need show me your dimension-bending strings and beautiful lines
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Native Leaves/Always Hallways 08:53
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Let's go to the whirlpool I'll circle your hair and on your cheeks I'll leave a part of my face And so we go a softly pace Let me take off your dress made of leaky leaves we'll leave leaves behind leave a leaf of our place a bookmark in this house of leaves Play with the strings of hair Take all the split ends and end the splitting and start the slow spitting at a soft and easy pace, I place Yooooooooou on the outside Pluck all my stitches bend all my pitches All the every time Plowing through the sine Blowing through the pine All the every time oh, yooooooou on the outside Bury your natives and raise high the architect Don't be creative, Just shift your plate's harking tech tonic to aesthetic cursive When ever you're ready, I'll keep you and you'll keep me. I'll keep yooooooooooou and yoooooooooou will treat me

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released March 1, 2012

Music by Luke Evans and Chris Passabet.

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