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History Lessons, Vol. 3: Stuck In the Present

by Ryan Sarno

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Thing he might be doing Prehistory floats joy at other mammals among our logs swamp and sky trade fashions, like a boy in a small boat lined the inner tongues like a green haired mermaid of green haired mermaids popped in the chest with rock salt. with salt, the value with rock salt, the value of nutrition isn't lost of nutrition isn't lost on boatsmen. on watersnakes. If whiskey don't kill me I'll drink til I die. Brain cage, I shot .22 My .22, no the derrick, rattled around, went nowhere sent fish and flocks flying but in circles. flying like dynamite. We're not small, Squirrely back benders but we climb trees. but we climb tres. He's just had a hard life of work and she just dies her hair.
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Off Empire 07:39
I thought I heard them speak from behind my eye. When I asked the night sky, the stars just shined. Evelyn McHale, leavened of her brevity on Earth, threw herself zealous with gravity skyscraper long gravity the force of fifty kilos by sixteen feetpersecond by eighty three stories or whatever by twenty three lead heavy years. Landed louder than a snow angel atop limousine lounge back makes her ornament angel gentry. Those legs must be screwed in tight. Rosebone face, left dead and uncovered long enough to comment - what a death wasted, with your head still on.
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Herod, Texas collared shadow magnate, spit maps through your cleft teeth. A swamp under your cloak and the sheep topped children under your straps are long from home. People point rakes to the skies, rip and scrape hoods of Pharisees. Armed from the neck down, young men, shin stiff raincatchers hacking a generation of boys rolled down a hill like inconvenient stones. Unarmed from the neck up, young men, disarmed from the enrollment through dismembered from the shoulder out, Rachel in Ramah, all will howl and hide their bodies like the lipless wind howls and hides itself in clearer skies. Take no thought how what to speak, all will howl like the lipless winds. ___ The half life of "original" banger half life word in five years, fucked human energy in the blue light, in the red light lunch fucked, big time here, I'm taking about fucked. Yacket racket fucked punks are hungry out and out lurching like shit bass. Liquor store tea house fuck suited palm tree licks fucked, damn yato. If you're the guy who gets a five on one when you scram at the corner, old school glad transfusion uncap a beer the first fucked yakuza flat top here you go get wrecked up in a tight suit on the cusp of death, no, fully alive, but days draw up to kill the fat burns blue the blue ink of the dead. If your colleagues are digging graves, tell them to keep up the good work.
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Anneannie 04:20
Though he may have been evil he was still holy. Anneannie Anneannie would you listen to me? Them playa guitar lika six string saxaphone, I playit like we let the cups of God sit at home, like we sun lid up bark up at our parked home, encased our lifelines in oldstock silicon. Anne Annie Anne Annie que raro son, the hive new old glass fuse forty-five one pane glass gainway allergens at our new town newtown home, no one feels it when my heart adds a beat nothing replaceable between your bones but the meat, Anneannie Anneannie that's what you get for listening to me.
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Waypayja 10:51

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Somewhat like the first two volumes, the third History Lesson features compositions determined by recording, slippery grooves, and greased, third hand documentary poems. Nothing sticks, except the looping present you can almost pin down.

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released December 11, 2014

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