Do not speak falsely. Brutal honesty: far better a crime than your silence denies. Your tongue presses the bottom of your mouth. Words wait. Tongues are cut out. Tongues rise high; lash the ground. Place your tongue atop the screaming mound.
Published as lyrics for GODHEADSCOPE’s Patience EP, 2011.
There are many voices inflected in your own: every intonation an echo. Notes shedding their ashes; cinders in the throat. Something long forgotten now glows. There are many voices harnessed through your throat, remembering their calling— breath burning. Every new beginning: a borrowed melody; a spark of recollection opening. There are many voices inflected in your own: every intonation an echo. Notes shedding their ashes; cinders in the throat. Something long forgotten now glows.
Published as lyrics for Cindervoice’s Before the Turn LP, 2010.
Muscles quiver under paper in a fiber grave. Arms, interlocking, press into the day. Balance finds its gravity only through points of three. This is our only saving grace. The weight of paper is piling up. I cannot find another face. Beneath the weight of paper, we will build a home, with walls that hold fast to the sound of words we cannot know. Column A and Column B: never what they claim to be. This is our moment's saving grace. The weight of paper is piling up. I cannot find another face.
Published as lyrics for GODHEADSCOPE’s A City Out Of Sight LP, 2007.
Patience. Patience. You cannot force the moment. It will always surprise, as chance gathers reasons. Be ready.
Published as lyrics for GODHEADSCOPE’s Patience EP, 2011.
The dim light
hangs.
I punctuate
silence.
The dark corner
calls.
I choose
a careful path.
The floor is populated:
metal faces cry,
grimace, countenance
the violence of my gait,
clanking
protests;
warnings;
death-cries.
I enter
the heart.
The ceiling is low
at my head.
Brutal steps
ring sharp
in my ears.
Detachment dies in
protests;
warnings;
death-cries.
I choose
a path of return,
for which I am.
I remember
the dead
only through force,
clanks and cries.
What is my alibi?
What is my alibi?
Published as lyrics for Cindervoice’s Before the Turn LP, 2010. Spurred by Menashe Kadishman’s “Shalekhet (Fallen Leaves)” installation at the Jüdisches Museum Berlin (Jewish Museum, Berlin); video here.