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The Hull

by Saginaw

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1.
Vox Populi 02:46
Sour words Surprised when they leave Like a foreign body Unfamiliar, unfamiliar Inhale, regret You’re out of breath On a precipice Wouldn’t you love to wake up from this? Sour thoughts Buzz like an insect It’s a bitter familiar Vox populi – from inside Mall gestalt Lapping blood From their own broken palms again Inhale, regret. You’re out of breath On a precipice Wouldn’t you love to wake up from this? Resurgent claims of ignorance An alarm with no end It never stops
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Give them time to grow They are seeds in the sand, their little arms flowing Like a broad armada of ships With salt tongue horizon and scoping out land Grains of sleep pulled from the eyes And buried in lime Bitter shoots of grain split the stone to a grin Gourd stalk tongue crawls lurching through air Myopic, blind, fingers combing through leaves Ambition is seething
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Mendicant 03:25
Without a way to carry the weight No doubt the fall will be fatal Buckling knees Hostile sun Pulls sweat from out of my pores Greasing, anointing palms Maintain this starved path. The ropes holding aloft are suspect Its integrity is challenged With every misplaced step Integrity A trampled spine Feathers splayed out in acceptance Whatever I thought could be ported Shrinks as it skips down the gorge Expressing every stray branch With a plume of dust No doubt the fall will be fatal

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released February 8, 2019

Kyle - Guitar, Bass, Voice
Nick - Drums, Voice

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Knol Tate

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