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PVC
01:55
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POLYVINYL CHLORIDE pipes & stainless steel & stainless steel pulled the top off it all & found nothing lopped-off jawbones chattering & lambs' breath & lambs' breath split the hairs five times & found nothing I've got I've got the yen the yen the yen the yen I've got I've got the yen I've got I've got the yen the yen the yen the yen I've got I've got the yen I've got I've
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Rubber Cement
03:08
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too many allies to use this time aligned myself with the short supply waited to receive a book of matches all my versions came untethered in the wind too many allies in the noise tonight "provided by the management for your protection" specified the times when you wanted to know me I'd be sodden in rage if it weren't for the smog falter when asked I twist my tongue back I tear my shirt off I sew the buttons back on one by one boiling in fat I flip my lids back I split soles in half I splice them back together with RUBBER CEMENT too many allies to fool for a while got myself riled up by the nation's worst child had to lie down with twelve blankets above me be compressed into the curdling ground skitter when pushed I rely on my looks I spend all my cash I count the change in the jar every day
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Archival Ink
03:23
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what more could i ask for it's time for meager portions chalk it up to ARCHIVAL INK chalk it up to kilocalories something in the way we lie makes it all read so sweet I'm ready to tear up the street I'm ready to bite into anything I act like I understand but the ship's already sailed mark it down as collateral loss mark it down as specific heat somehow I can't see the sky without groveling I'm ready to remain asleep I'm ready to be released someone could make this feel right if I could find the right valve I'm ready to be cut right open I'm ready to butcher the calf
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Silk
05:18
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pack tight the wound now I'll come when they ring a gentle bell dark times call for dark suggestions so I keep my tongue tip black aluminum foil to wrap up the scraps let the dogs think they've won this one all my moods come out imperative all your questions leave me dumb leave me dumb leave me dumb leave me dumb I keep waiting for the click so perfectly still I hold it it hates to kick in it hates to kick in don't lose the gist now I'm still ready to be surprised alright just not at this place not at this time my arms are nothing to redefine so slouch your way into next year the scene will hold itself up we know the designs we can trace them back to what's signified signified signified signified I keep waiting for the click so perfectly still I hold it it hates to kick in it hates to kick in don't fret too much if the signal fades just know that I would keep you clothed in SILK your warmth would be my sole conviction I'd die trying to make room for you at the foot of my bed
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Wool
05:08
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cold WOOL dry skin I don't intend to pass this way again the sound ornaments itself in light white like the clouds that won't come spent cash hard wins there's not a gilded cage can hold him ferrous beams under the glaze yellow is the color when he finally dies warmth takes a long time & I undesigned will spend it no question warmth takes a long time & I the undersigned will bide it with passion cold wool on my spine cold wool on my spine
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Adult Mauling Portland, Oregon
AD-uhlt MAW-ling
A recording project in Foster-Powell, Portland, Oregon.
Photo: Patrick Luhrs
Adult Mauling recommends:
Gabriel's solo work.
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