AWKWARD BREEDS
2012 | RED SCARE

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DMT

emerald front lawn
comforting like a blanket
covering like a mold
emerald front lawn blades
cut a shape of what I was
I was soft, I was shy, and I was cold
see the sowing of awful seeds
that grow into awkward breeds
see the rain, see the torture rain
that keeps them inside of the steel
see the rain, see the torture rain from inside
you don’t have to feel what you don’t want to now

emerald front lawn
seems to me more like an island
I’d swim out but I can’t
so I’ll just become the island
burning hot, I am the white of the sand
and you can walk all over me
forming the shape of me
along with chemicals, so I only feel half-right
chemicals of the prescriptive kind
chemicals my brain releases when I die
will make me
see lies
see the rain, see the torture rain
that keeps them inside of the steel
see the rain, see the torture rain from inside
you don’t have to feel what you don’t want to now
what you don’t want to now
what you don’t want
you want to fit in to perfect straight skin
but your heart won’t fold

 

GRACE

forget the matches that they sold to you
they were used
stick with your golden hue
now I’m glowing too
hoping having a hold on you doesn’t mean I grow dependent
Grace was just hoping for heaven
you can say anything you want to me
they’ll use words you’ve never heard
it makes you unsure
Grace got caught in the melting pot but fights it like a dream
in all the lying and the screams, she stays quiet and serene
the adult life’s a bonfire burning
you’ve got to keep a couple feet away to keep from hurting
wasn’t at first but she’s learning
well you can say anything you want to me
they’ll use words you’ve never heard
it makes you unsure

we’ll let old homes, old bones, all down
we’ll let old homes, old bones, all down
we’ll let old homes, old bones, all down
let em all down
forget the matches that they sold to you

 

PEACOCK

Peacock, look what you’ve done
you made someone get lost in all of your patterns
Peacock, look what you’ve done
you made someone feel like nothing else matters
she goes from blue to green to blue to green its golden
she goes from blue to green to blue to green I’m frozen
Peacock, I’m at a loss
how much does it cost to keep a coat of such colors?
but Peacock laughs and she squawks
at passers who gawk and try to take in her summer
she goes from blue to green to blue to green its golden
she goes from blue to green to blue to green I’m frozen
but subtle lies can’t just fly
they drop like anvils from the sky
shedding hoax
shedding feathered cloak
but even you aren’t green and blue
when its already afternoon and you hate every song you croon
and the night’s just going to landlock you

you’re leaving everyone for dead
they all just want to feed again
you’re leaving everyone for dead
they all just want to feed again
they all just want to feed again
they all just want to feed

 

THE WALLFLOWERS

into the old head a mantra
‘just put the good foot first’
but the good leg is almost dead
metal screws to hold it
gold teeth to the bone of a lamb
and eyes to the comical screen
it laughs and it cries and it screams
my arm tattoo talks back
with an attitude, or what’s left
but it’s mouth is just a fading dream

no news for the counter top
no new sense at all
no news for the counter top
and the children laugh along

into the old head a question
to what purpose and what end?
and when ends just rush in like a dam-breaking ocean
what salt seems to set on your skin?
and the pictures that lean in the hall
wallflowers that won’t dance along
they just whisper secrets and
I kind of feel like Saint Steven
they’re talking of all that I hadn’t done
a stone for each lie I had spun

no news for the countertop
no new sense at all
no news for the counter top
and the children laugh along
and the children laugh along
and the babies
and the children laugh along

 

1940’s FIGHTER JET

well you were using me for cover
moments after we hit the ground
those aren’t stars, those are airplanes
overhead for the air-raid
and I hope we both live on
I hope my engine gets me home
I hope next time you see me
you’d still like to kiss me

free like your shoulders in your clothes
free like the bible you just stole
free like the hand that you grab hold then let go
let go
what truths do they home in at you
don’t you wish you were a past you?
uniformed, awful, totally stable
standing in line for bread and wine
you know with which words to greet it
standing in line for bread and wine
they told you just how to receive it
don’t you see it?

free like your shoulders in your clothes
free like the bible you just stole
free like the hand that you grab hold then let go
and if free was your last month’s rent payed down
and if free was my high-school conscience
how our heads would split open, exposing our thoughts and,
how, just like twin fighter airplanes, they’d fly out

 

DIAMOND EYES

loving the phone
loving the tone it sings to me in perfect key
loving the past
the past three weeks where I felt like I did the same thing
loving everyone who’s just like me
I could die if I had to leave
I could die if I had to leave
I could die if I had to leave
Oh, the town is only really worth the ground

loving the guy
who sucked you dry like your blow-dryer’s power outlet
and all those words that fly
and cut your diamond eyes open into fractions
asking, where the good times went?
now those diamonds aren’t worth a cent
asking where all the good times went
asking where all the good times went
asking where all your time got spent
is the town only really worth the ground?

we’re only just kids throwing rocks on the playground
you took one in the temple, oh, you’d better stay down
but since you’re too far from home
you just run away now

 

INCANDESCENT DAYS

start in the rain
open the gates
grandstand awaits
I am a flame
too quick to light but
not burning right or
providing light
coldest of white
and the audience is loud now, but there’s no sound
words well up in my mouth now, but there’s no sound
and the air supply is low now, so I go out, I just blow out

start in the more than hyperbolic short-hand
get me to those warm and incandescent days
body gets cold so body gets told to
flatten all the folds in the time it threw to waste
and become a fire, or just a wire
providing heat and power to incandescent days

did the songbird ever answer if a call wasn’t tried?
or did it spread wings wide and take flight
if no wind was provided?
create colors from our habits
what we all want
and let them paint you like a canvas
what we all want
to get lost in the romantic
what we all want
what we all want

 

THE WHALE AND JONAH

sorting through the labels that you once tore out
graduate from alien to color collar now
well she’ll be soft and frozen gray
and snow you in on Saturdays
not much to talk about unless its talk about you
so you turn up the knob of the talk-show volume

say to me we’ll always be
don’t ask, won’t tell, I can’t believe
the whale and Jonah seem just like us

overflow all over on the kitchen floor
I don’t see your outer layer shriveling anymore
so you should explain how there’s fruit
and how you’ve got teeth
so they’ve been biting naturally
but instead you explain why you got a TV
you said ‘I figured we could use another screen’

say to me we’ll always be
don’t ask, won’t tell, I can’t believe
the whale and Jonah seem just like us
spit me out of safety I lust drowning
drowning
drowning

 

THE 9TH PIECE

if you’ve got a day I think we both should fly
cause you know both of our feet are shy
I’ve got a sky so blue
hope it can hold you too
but every Sunday
every Sunday
oh you’ve gotta leave soon
every Sunday, every Sunday
oh you’ve gotta leave soon
every Sunday
every Sunday we fall two by two

you get two days I’ll find a dollar sign
we can both split it into ninths
the ninth piece can be yours
we both need our own worth
sure
but every Sunday
every Sunday
oh you’ve gotta leave soon
every Sunday, every Sunday
oh you’ve gotta leave soon
every Sunday
every Sunday we fall two by two

I know you only wanna work for you

 

LOOKER

we walked next to a street full of speeding cars
we walked like they had stolen ours
the pace-car made for what was a hurried hour
you picked at love-me-not flowers
and I hope the worst ones come true
I hope I don’t think the way that their screen taught me to

I know the low sound of a steady voice
‘if you love something you’d better profit’
and you wear a guard like your guard against a lie
the lie that told you to speak quiet
as something to look at on a screen
I hope you don’t look at all pretty to me

painted a word on the side of your shirt
you can’t be all they’re defining
and I remain lost in my father’s exhaust
and you can’t just be a name to find
and in time, find us stuck
to all those terms made up
like a picture to hang on the wall
adolescent bedroom wall
on the wall

 

BABY, BABY

let in the lonely light
to eyes so new of sight
and warm your baby tight
with some words that seem so bright
painted the bedroom pink
to shape the way you think
and you’re going to have to do
what you think you’re supposed to
but when the waves rush in through your door
you can’t use those golden legs anymore
oh, when the waves rush in through your door
you can’t use those golden legs anymore
can’t use those golden legs anymore

you’re gunna need a car,
to signal what you are
to show how far you’ve gone, reflecting under the sun
you’re gunna need a love
a gentle quiet love
and you’re gunna need enough and, just in case,
a little more of
but when the waves rush in through your door
you can’t use those golden legs anymore
oh, when the waves rush in through your door
you can’t use those golden legs anymore
can’t use those golden legs anymore
can’t use those golden legs any
more

 

DAISY

hope looked like a stolen bird, I was holding it
up to that camera lens of your eyes
that you were frozen in
well I told you there’d be snow
I told you it’d be cold
don’t let it get too internal
I told you there’d be lights, those ultraviolet lights
they point at your body at night
at night
at night
hope looked like me and you on a summer night we spent
amongst the people getting so aroused
on all of the bullshit
if you want healing
I’ve got healing
if you want healing
I’ve got healing
if you want healing
I’ve got healing
yeah I’ve got healing
Well I told you there’d be snow
I told you it’d be cold
don’t let it get too internal
and we both know the lights,
those superviolet lights
the never-let-you-see type
they’re too bright

Daisy, Daisy give me one last try
save me from the fires of their lies
Daisy, Daisy when will you decide
save me from the fires of their lies
tonight