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Chapter oneChapter oneChapter oneChapter one

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The StingThe StingThe StingThe Sting

...Keep those hands in my sight, face up and open

wide, naked and exposed, undressing every li(e)ne.

Those hands read like sin and murders of neglect;

of lying through your teeth to suffocate the dead.

My friend you’ve been an angry child…My

patience is indefinite.

Tonight we wait until it all comes out.

We came across this trail of blood and these

casualties of war, the footprints of a life intent on

keeping score.

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I’ve been studying your tongue(and) in the words

you comprehend, I am not afraid, ‘Don’t fuck with

me again.’

My friend you’ve been an angry child…Come

spend a little time with me

Tonight we wait until all comes out.

Tonight I swear I will wipe that stupid grin right off your mouth.

So raise your iron fists.

Lift those loaded lungs.

Bring those hammers down.

I’m having so much fun…

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Chapter twoChapter twoChapter twoChapter two

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The PuppetThe PuppetThe PuppetThe Puppet

She shows up and you change your tune. She bunks up in your drawing room. She takes all of your big ideas and uses them to fuck with you.

Stop calling it a weakness. You’re no puppet and

she’s no princess.

She shows up and it’s not simple. If she loves

you it should be simple. It shouldn’t take a miracle. If she loves you, it should be simple.

Stop calling it a weakness. ‘Parasite…’

‘Pushover…’ You’re no puppet and she’s no princess.

Who keeps pulling up on your strings; keeps moving the weight of your tongue; keeps letting your arms just flail while your legs lay down helpless and stunned; keeps knocking upon your door; keeps whispering in your ear?

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You say you’ve heard these words

before…

I see no victims here.

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Chapter threeChapter threeChapter threeChapter three

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The Red AntThe Red AntThe Red AntThe Red Ant

It’s getting cold in Pennsylvania; all the cameras

and elevators, and you’ve got me drying off in hotel lobbies. Brother, I think you need another hobby.

Some things you just don’t forget like, racing my accomplices. 4am and down and the stairs, sirens ringing through the air. We congregate and fill the room. Rabid whispers on the move. No one quite sure what to do, but fingers will be flying soon.

I believe you and I should be okay, but we should probably pack our bags just in case.

‘They send out the dogs for people like us.’

Wrong time of year for New Orleans; for coffee cups and limousines. We stood toe to toe on Bourbon Street. Brother that Hurricane is a selfish, a selfish drink.

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They say, ‘You boys should get in line.

Troubled deeds breed troubled minds. There’s a

reason for those warning signs. Folks roun’ here start

breathing fire. And fortune never wastes it’s time on

magnets for the worst advice.’ I’m in my mother’s prayers tonight, can feel the angels by my side.

I believe you and I should be okay, but we should probably pack our bags just in case.

‘They send out the dogs for people like us.’

And I believe we should cut our loss before lines get crossed and this dirty work catches up to us.

‘They send out the dogs for people like us.’

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Chapter fourChapter fourChapter fourChapter four

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The HeirThe HeirThe HeirThe Heir

Welcome to the dance, the silence of skin and bones colliding.

Ahh…’love’.

Waking up the dead and moving the listless. Arms, limbs come alive like they were vestiges of a dying language that we accepted forfeit before you both were born.

Now what has turned up missing; what the dead

took with it…No one here really knows how bad for sure.

We simply didn’t see the need.

There was no connection ‘All agreed?’

Don’t worry your mind so.

This has got nothing to do with…

Welcome to the dance, it’s a fragile sway. Back and forth together, now separate. Those who came

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before us and used our names for ransom…No one left here among us can really know for sure.

We simply didn’t see the need.

There was no connection ‘All agreed?’

Don’t worry your mind so.

This has got nothing to do with you.

It was just beneath our second skin

and it fused onto our skeleton.

But, don’t worry your mind so…

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Chapter fiveChapter fiveChapter fiveChapter five

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The AlbatrossThe AlbatrossThe AlbatrossThe Albatross

They said all would be 'forgiven,' when we found ourselves back home. There'd be rest here for the wicked, but 'we pray God, that part of you is gone.'

She's been sleeping medicated. I've got the television on something dumbed down and sedated, just so I don't have to be alone...

This is what we get for trying to be heroes,

dragging (our) silhouettes across the floor.

The curtains draw back, she barely whispers,

'Everything is different.'

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We all have big ideas, and with our hearts upon our sleeves we bring them out into the open hoping the world will see what it is we see...

And we run through water to lose our shadows...

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Chapter sixChapter sixChapter sixChapter six

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The 22 38The 22 38The 22 38The 22 38

My finger skips the page, this masquerade; my guilty pleasure. I keep spilling over headlines. This one catches my good eye...

Correspondence stops and congregations form on paper and glass with plastic remorse.

We should anticipate to walk away with full disclosure, transparent and hovering over all our friends and family...

And we take our leave from this violent shore to retrace our steps and lay down our oars.

And we all get high

Yes, we all get high

Take our lead from ghosts

We walk side by side

You just wait...

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Herein lies the ruse; the wretched cliche, nothing ever seems to change. We hold nothing back to stop ourselves from being tethered to this world.

And we all get high

Yes, we all get high

And I hand you yours

And you hand me mine

You just wait...

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Chapter sevenChapter sevenChapter sevenChapter seven

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The SeedThe SeedThe SeedThe Seed

So throw your hands up

And clench your fists, ‘love’

If it’s complicated

Be complicated

Don’t make it easy

It’s never easy

Don’t try to explain it

I know, it’s complicated

But…if you need it now

We can stop the voices

Needles through the stereo

Sing…like you need it now

She takes her picture of…

From here we watched the ball drop

And the march of crows and men

I want to disconnect with you

But baby we belong with them

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We…

still live in a cold, cold world

are all prone to freezer burn

You can’t deny it, but

There’s people trying

And I need you so

So I know there’s hope for me

She takes a picture of her captive audience

And says, ‘This one’s bout to come alive.’

We burned our eyes

Waiting…for a bus…or even a train

Any safe passage

In the wake of the storm.

I tried to catch water on the tip of my tongue.

She was horrified.

She saw in each drop, a poison seed,

And now in me there was poison as well.

She ran and the chaos surrounded her like a shield, Like a wall.

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Chapter eightChapter eightChapter eightChapter eight

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The MarkThe MarkThe MarkThe Mark

It was a false sense of security. It was a hard line not to take. But in the face of certain mutiny, it was an easy thing to say. Keep placing bandages on our severed limbs. These damns will break and drown out

the sounds of promises…

‘Safe for now, you rest easy, you are safe for now. Spread your seeds on the fields of our future affair with fertile ground. We have reasons to expect this Temporary FixTemporary FixTemporary FixTemporary Fix to outlive all our kids. So rest

easy, you are safe for now.’

And for these self-inflicted injuries every one of us will wear all the scars of our lost century through

another century of repair. We will lock our doors from this day forward. Surely things have changed in

my neighborhood…

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I put my ears to the floor as these boards crack

and splinter, spread and make room for what’s bubbling below. I consider my part in these walls that have risen to protect us from things that were ours to things that were ours to things that were ours to things that were ours to controlcontrolcontrolcontrol.

We always come back, we always return, and we reunite with our broken worlds. Too soon we are to forgive and too soon to forget, until it shoves us in a

corner and swings and connects…

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Chapter nineChapter nineChapter nineChapter nine

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The PatriotThe PatriotThe PatriotThe Patriot

This feels like abandon, sent away for the winter, in the care of a transient. Like cats chasing flash

lights, they’re moving us, ‘forward and along.’

So I catch a ride into the city where I cried for my country, all lined up red, white, and blue. This

feels familiar and I need something familiar to do…

‘When it starts to snow in Beverly Hills, would

you please put in a good word for me? Out here I’m sure they want somebody else. So, would you please

put in a good word for me.’

How I wish that you could see me out here with

the pretenders. ‘No, it isn’t funny.’ That’s because it

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is… ‘Would you send me a memory? Match my bad

evening. Send me your notions of a dramedy.’

It’s not s’posed to snow

But, what do I know?

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The MothThe MothThe MothThe Moth

These four walls feel Like a tomb

I am out of focus I am out of view…

I don’t need to hear you say that it’s gonna be. ItItItIt’s s s s not gonna benot gonna benot gonna benot gonna be....

Like I’m just waiting hear for words.

I don’t really care to know that you think it is. I I I I

dondondondon’t think it ist think it ist think it ist think it is....

Will you please leave and let me hurt, like itlike itlike itlike it’s s s s supposed to hurtsupposed to hurtsupposed to hurtsupposed to hurt....

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My mind’s a dried out Reservoir

My shell lies listless Across the floor…

Backlit. Shaded.

She spins around to face me

Bundled. Burdened.

A Moth in broad daylight.

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