Acropolis, What Did I Expect? - Mohair Time Warp
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William Brittelle
—Dunes of Vermillion
Dunes of Vermillion - Television Landscape
The Canyons Curved Burgundy
I never asked her to wear red
she did that on her own
and the canyons curved burgundy
up the spine of the fault
In the morning I was sick
like a catholic in a tomb
and all I saw was broken glass
scattered on the shore
How do you know when your life is over
when it begins you call to her
she answers with a question
who will sing for me
Spiritual Robot
First the wind
and then the rain
and then the hollow senses
speaking voices
envisioning violence
hidden in the ether
a monster with no mind
like a black building
in the silver sky.
There is never
permission to land
falling backwards
into a sugary mix
obey the glowing rectangles
sacrifice the lamb
it spits out names
like fake diplomas.
Spiritual robot
I am inside of you
the dreams you dreamed
are washed away
there are a billion planets
and everything happens
only once.
There is no pain
the glass shatters
in the blackness
sleep
then awake.
From Cheyenne Autumn/Spiritual Robot, B-Side of Television Landscape.
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MIDI Mock-up of Cheyenne Autumn/Spiritual Robot, B-Side of Television Landscape.
Amid the Minotaurs
We are all god’s children
some more than others
(beneath the purple tree
rots poisonous mangoes
)
death to the dream world
a hard rain will fall
(amid the minotaurs
sadness
amid the sadness
a bird)
who are you
bear bryant
to call a spade
a spade
(your iconoclastic basement
traps the vapor
of my mind)
your wish is galactic
your words are shampoo
the grey sun will die
and in the morning
bear bryant
hyacinth raise the dead
all along les planches
the angry ocean
plays witness
there is no subtlety in death
like a hurricane
like farrakhan
what washes us clean
ends us bear bryant
twenty-eight days
from tennessee
- the junction boys, 1/26/83
