RUNNERS IN THE NERVED WORLD
2015 | EPITAPH

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HELL IS WARM

how do we not get lost?
how when a focused eye
isn't an open me
how when I know the dark
is just a changing scene
how do we not get lost?
how if you're just a touch
and I'm just a touch too certain
how when I know a god
who looks like a white person
 
the pain it turns to razor burns
the pain it turns to razor burns
you grow and then suddenly don't
 
 

EVERYTHING IN TWOS

the glass got broken
but didn't really spill a sip
as I stumbled like a word on a cut lip
yours weren't a problem
when you were worried about 'us'
'why does the leaving mean you fucked it up?'
my vision echoed back at you
everything in twos
you're gunna have to choose
everything in twos
stuck in that me and you
everything is all a number sign
I can count the ways I don't feel fine
 
scratch my name on your cast with a fountain pen
you're gunna need it when you break it in the fall
and what words would you choose to assign to us
are you happy to be jealous and young?
my vision echoed back at you
my vision's just some teen dude
everything in twos
you're gunna have to choose
everything in twos
stuck in that me and you
everything is all a number sign
I can count the ways I don't feel fine
 
 

JESUS CHRIST SUPERMALLS

yeah right you can't be right
to everyone alive
to every other eye you find inside the grocery
you're severed like some seasonal organic wit
you're leveled like the leaves you left cultivated
your id is like times you thought time was your own
an after
an after didn't help
an after
an after isn't hell or new
 
yeah right you can't be vogue magazine opposed
and still be laughing at those jokes
beautiful told me so
and so what if Cindy said you kissed I'll list them all
one at the lake
two at jesus christ supermalls
who could call me
in the pub I don't have a signal
and you could love me
when love means simple
 
and when an after
an after didn't help
an after
an after isn't hell
or new when all that humans are doin
is just being uncomfortably human
when the same rain that gives life movement
makes us sad
 
an after
an after didn't help
an after isn't hell
or new when you knew everything
is tragically tied chemically
a finger and its diamond ring
an after
an after
 

THE KID WHO BROKE HIS WRIST

cemeteries don't seem the same since
Summer had her hands on my ribs and
I was underneath
hours spent inside of that vision
bend to hours spent inside televisions
hours aren't unique

the kid who broke his wrist
couldn't use it to make a fist
couldn't use it to cover up a combination
from valentine
who valiantly reacted to the odd scene
of his prized one's closet kissing confrontation

and that Saturday
won't go away
if its gone tomorrow won't you let me lay
in a lake with both our latent wantings

no prom
go to mom
or at least her medicine it's strong
write a song called 'summer brings you closer to satan'
and tell them 'mids don't mean shit'
when your stuff's chemically legit
you're faking art, you're fall apart
now you're in the party

and those sadder days
won't go away
if I'm wrong tomorrow won't you let me lay
in your head
cause I'd be dead if you saw me

the kid who broke his wrist
couldn't use it to make a fist
couldn't use it to cover up his marks
his fated heart

or really much of anything

 

PET

no fun
no fun
I wanna walk around and pull on you
but your hands
your hands
your hands aren't in my hair they pet your skin
while you fidget and talk to him
something like:
'you'll get bored too'
and in your gloom
I wanted to just feel your groom
your little groom
 
play dead
play dead
i thought you'd spend all day in bed
third time alarm scratch your head
because no one
has no one
in an all day afternoon room of dust
let the particles clouding up our lusts
remind us that
we'll get bored too
in some assumed wanting to
just be your groom
your little
 
I don't believe the scent that you stole
from all the roses left at your door
give all the golden collars attached
to leashes always pulling you
back
 

BLISSFIELD, MI

I wanna drive you all around
I wanna drive you around town
spend all my gas and turn around
it burns it burns it burns it burns
 
I feel like how the bulls felt in 1993
I feel like how my head felt the last time you kissed me
that's to say I'm pretty gone
July 4th I'm turfing lawns cause
I wanna drive you all around
I wanna drive you around town
the environment doesn't care how
it burns it burns it burns it burns
 
it burns like the bacteria cooking in my pan
I wasn't getting touched except for my own hand
a cul-de-sac I circled through
in peripheral view
the fact she kind of looked like you
made me wanna drive you all around
and wanna drive you around town
spend all my gas and turn around
it burns it burns it burns it burns
it burns it burns it burns it burns
 
no real friends to tell
we've got time and we've got Shell
going to Cleveland
but the roadside sign said 'Hell'
and the route that we were circling
looked kind of like a wedding ring
I'd like to say we were cantering
but hey, that's not true
 
it burns

 

DEER

is it crime?
is it crime?
what was stolen wasn't mine
call me dear
call me your dear
but darling it isn't clear
if I'm the one in the headlights
or on the side of the road
the one in the headlights
or on the side of the road
I'm afraid you'll choose
 
is it fall?
is it fall?
we unravelled like a psalm
call me dear
call me your dear
but darling it isn't clear
if I'm the one in the headlights
or on the side of the road
the one in the head lights
or on the side of the road
I'm afraid you
I'm afraid you'll choose
I'm afraid you
I'm afraid you'll choose
 
am I the one in the headlights?
or on the side of the road?
the one in the headlights?
or on the side of the road
or on the side of the road
or on the side of the road
 
 

SUMMER BRINGS YOU CLOSER TO SATAN

Summer was singing 'dreams' and '…loving fun'
Summer was singing both their words at once
Summer was seeing her past loves
showing up on our table bottled up
I said 'you shouldn't call it a vision quest
just cause you haven't eaten dinner yet'
you wanted your tile ceiling
to not be what you're seeing
waking up
I wanted my nerved head
to be a different head
waking up
 
woke up expecting your eyes to be there
instead I saw teeth of some demon in your hair
and maybe if this bed could talk
I think it'd say to get the fuck off
is it easy to be honest
when you're always feeling godless?
or is it hard to hear a conscience
when the ringing isn't stopping?
and when you want your tile ceiling
to not be what you're seeing
waking up
I wanted my nerved head
to be a different head
waking up
 
we're just like a track sprinter
we'll run until we get injured
we're just like a mirage
find drink and then we're long gone
we're just like a first chapter
we'll do all the explaining after
we're just like your apartment
we'll end right back where we started from
 
you wanted your tile ceiling
you wanted floors and beaming
up in flames and to go unrecognizable
 
 

CENTURY SCHOOLBOOK GROWN-UPS

you were lighting off your fireworks
I can't prove to you who's grown up first
but my skeleton is still showing spurts
I'm finding less and less shelter in my shirts
if my skin is thin and if my sex is catholic
and if my spend my best dressed days distracted
then I guess I've had it
every winter, every winter we'll be licking our wounds
from all the biting, all the biting on our necks in your room
we've been singing songs, singing songs so they catch the Rumors
oh that sound you heard?
is everything feeling older
 
you were sleeping in the van again
you said all you've got is the van again
those 7 inch cuts are how he manages
I said we can use these dustleeves as bandages
done with the fix and also done with all the promises
Summer had a tattoo of a crow
so I know she was feeling ominous
I hope we aren't conscious
every winter, every winter when we're licking our wounds
from all the biting, all the biting on our necks in your room
we keep singing songs, stupid songs so they catch the Rumors
oh that sound you heard?
is everything feeling older
and yeah, 'Stevie' seems jaded too
everything feeling older
and seemingly getting over you
saying 'I don't like you anymore'
Columbus scene report
says 'I don't like you anymore'
they've got a pin that says:
'I don't like you'
in century schoolbook font:
'I don't like you any more than what you thought'
 
 

SATELLITE WORDS AND ME

if you're looking for a 'love you'
if you're obsessing over dreams
I've got a million greeting cards made
I'll teach you to be as tired as me
and now in the 'how is it going?'
you found out a proud way to speak
about how your going seems circular
the circuits meet
 
but you can't sit straight
because you're too afraid
of head injury
from impending debris
some satellite words and me
 
letting loose
not quite a recluse
I'm spending money on the real
but all that's gunna get
is some more internet
but somehow I feel obsolete
oh now in the how is it going
I found out a proud way to speak
about how my going seems circular
my circuit week
 
but I can't sit straight
because I'm too afraid
of head injury
from impending debris
your satellite words said:
'I guess I need a change
and I'm moving out west today.'
 
 

SPINNING SEAT

spinning seat
you catch me up to light
you catch me up at night
on all my best friend's parties
and spinning seat
if you catch me up to light
then suspend me in night
lord knows I love parties
 
and as we speed up we slow the time
until seconds are seasons
and sugar is wine
we can share it and stare for the sport
just don't spill it on the keyboard
 
if you think you need
a spinning seat all your own
it's just plastic, cloth, and foam
670 circular miles by the million or so
 
and you can speed up and slow the time
until seconds are seasons
and sugar is wine
we can share it and stare for the sport
just don't spill it on the keyboard
 
lately all our accelerating
seems like a lot
a lot
lately all our accelerating
feels like a lot
but we're not
 
 

ALL THINGS RUN

chemicals
trickling
in the cuts
of your dreams
neural wolf
here's your fix
all things run
all things run
 
basal bliss
shall consist
of a first kiss
and your next kiss
like the blood
away from your heart
all things run
all things run
all things run