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the sciontific method

by d.v. bones & balloons

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night the dusted dunes with leeches a swarm too soon to latch the bees might catch and tickle pollen suits that brush the hatches nuclear deserts are full of matches buried in the sand they scan the ground for hours now defeated, empty of any catches knight the rusted noons with beaches the ocean rushes moons ahead of seasons callous climbing tides a foster home that writes the foam that gnashes against a land too far to stand their anger openly clashes never to be seen see this gallantry (gallon tree)
2.
they ban a thousand words for every pic we share online locked up in our arms like we can't afford the fine bail the belt right off my hips failed and felt panoptic whips hide and burden all the same you pick the cow beneath the rain it comes as difficult mistakes in hello moments it's hindbrain it’s in the answers jello cancers, call the interstitial reign discipline with dancing needled lights and era shade we feed it someday let's retire or fuck off together ungovern desire memorize what still matters veil of disaster or frail before after we can have fun it's empty in the vacuum of contempt see it's looming nothing scrolls, it keeps assuming although it seems snide or post truth fuming heat abides the rising news ice is melting ads abuse we touch a stove a bit too soon a breeze is seen before it's given let's epitomize the myth let's vaporize come with and let transparency balloon
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aphantasia 03:52
(in honor of melissa lucio) they won't see anemone flailing like a memory the places i can't paint but layered like words tapestried eyes blind and listing a mental map of after-fact can i wrestle from the cave aphantasia like an artifact and alone my mind conjures summons and mystifies a story that once burned a psyche that atomizes take off the excess wasted surreality imagine a blank slate unburdened by the third degree and alone hypervigilant justice in the undefined a story that once burned a psyche that atomizes a dog that cries asleep euthanized by latency the pieces out, a puzzle scrambled exact-o knife disdainfully in latitude in longitude coordinate the desuetude did i neglect do i reflect a feeling of ingratitude in current space the moment's case misunderstand the multitude for no one's eyes imagined lies a place for one more platitude the lasting love the fastest hate away from all this solitude
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iknowbetter 05:02
i pollute the air i breathe choking on the thoughts of going clean you taste a solipsistic whisper a bitter sonder ringing clear once a tick dream once a never ending (scream) i put out a lacquer tongue locked and loaded language gun strike a match beneath my pride edges rough and ossified once a tick dream once a never ending (scream) there’s enough matter that burns even time is taking turns call on nascent demon strings puppeteer an uprising suits on a cheap tip newts in a tea sip curses leave the throat like a starling dip shoots from a new hip boots give a quick slip verses read aloud in the latin script suits with a tight grip fruits rot the guilt trip curses leave the throat like a siren quip shoots out a light skip boots kissed by night snip verses head the sounds of a news flip
5.
a hotel room watches me nictate from the mirror held up and making more on my sheltered sleep i smoke a cigarette in the time it takes to earn one the train tickets for all these passengers are greater than a day of mine and we are likely riding to get another steal the meal from the matted human that hasn’t unfrayed shoelaces that hasn’t printed paper or plastic passes that hasn’t concrete pillars on stolen land engines idling sparks the storm that drowns them in deluge dollars stacking drives the people that light the pile fire they watch all night and take the train home head against the window mirroring their fallen features unblinking, blind to the beach creatures rising sand tunnels breathing fresh dawn carrying their hermetic plans housed in demolition a thin line is scooting across the busy coastal lane the scuttle of shells protecting explosives made of microplastics and ocean oils that they stack in the cracks of concrete pillars and it was i that cast a burning ember and even after the mirrors shatter and even after the rubble clears and even after the car parts get scrapped and even after the concussive ringing in school kids’ ears stops the insurance will step in counting crabs and what not testing microplastics in a lab reading over contracts that cost more to make than my grocery bill this parking garage makes more than i do
6.
lean_in 03:02
a wrinkle in time smooth over years tempestuous climb a weathered face slows tears
7.
i’ve told fables to the cavern ruffles we’ve made tables out of matter truffles you forced labels from the stated cudgels they gave fables out of cavern ruffles just because they can’t climb doesn’t mean they don’t feel slopes just because you feel height doesn’t mean we can’t cut ropes and they belong
8.
ekwus 03:14
as the day ends a plan comes together; tying scions and sunrays, security and stern praise, our love extends if they'll be heartless we'll summon machines you feign forgiveness grace left in silkscreens a conscience left bedside the memories get bulldozed a manner can decide the psyche that seems cold no breaks left for weary all day wracked with caution there's no need to fear me if you noticed they'll soften in codes in the safe in the cracks of firewalls there's goods in the means, in enough, desire falls take one for granted taken for their theft take each other unplanted taken history bereft planning best done in the mirror of loss naked and hollow in the vision uncrossed a future revisits the people it cost the net that is cast catches their life exhaust
9.
avalanche 04:01
that day a whisper, that brought an avalanche the slopes followed, hopes carved i'll make sure I don't miss her, in growing our branches back our kitchen noses know the path to follow never mind the kilter of paths run over i know it means something please allow no filter for our snow rover it chews up all the debris and that's what you mean to me at twenty below the warmest hello sometimes loud noises might shake down the mountain our sturdy builds, our foundation stands think back on last time the way that we won then the landscape restart can't keep us apart we'll let new steps lay the tracks for the creatures they'll lay on our porch, wait for dessert all through the night broken trees print their features across our window, waiting for winter to pass and that's all we can see let frozen time go to spring days that glow the light time, the long calls, the late kind of windfalls, remote work to hand saws, dancing torque in forest sprawl, another toke pass protocol, and fire pits and shared shawls, our gains found in glade walls, and i'll wait for us to be the trust that you know bound through trials and woe
10.
the artist calls out another politician the paint says fallout changes no condition in time, the last of the ink dries in time, the winner holds all the lies next week, the fuckers take another choice i’m weak, i’m tired of the frozen voice burning pages, a precipice for blank stares life in cages, a precipice for nightmares we’re not meant for this come and work here the machine is hungry keep your hands clear you’re not above me like a canvas, we promise to mark and stain broke engraving, like craving to echo pain in the morning, touch warning to dreamers real life bounding, inner grounding silent screamers
11.
i made off like bandits again it’s truth, i have stolen an idea that began as soot ideal, scorched and rotten i tasted it, thought of a peach it burned, just like acid it’s something i keep well in reach enough, i can catch it i made off with your love again it’s new, tangled up mess you ask me if i know the means i give, another face i think that i could fight for this it asks, it’s jujitsu i learn something when on my back ceilings, aren’t above me i made off with a message left it sang, it emptied me there was a neon emblem here it broke, gas invades the sea and i wonder if conscious things can float, can trace my thoughts a buoy that i left ashore it knows, it bottles lots and we eat peaches (like we’re worthy) i made off with your love again it’s old, uses nicknames you ask me if i know the means i give, nothing that shames i think that i could fight for this it asks, not what you think i learn something when on my back my dear, you are worthy
12.
now there’s a coffee stain here and my lungs won’t take all they can weathered and easily cold from weeks that clearly grow old treasuring antiques and scenes passed ages of paths grinding earth a slow burn from day in day out a wick that’s about to go out tried dreaming, tired nightmares the old words no one cares it’s hard enough breaking even wide speaking, wired all night the old ways, what is right it’s hard enough replacing or leaving

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released June 30, 2022

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