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through distance somehow we grew stronger closer
just your embrace is all I need is all I crave tonight
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The wind is howling outdoors
The weather’s frightening, of course And I CAN'T GET ANY RELIEF!!
Yet, all I wonder now is if you’re out there.
Are you out there? Can you hear me? Hear me?
Hear me?
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Castaways I, Zach Hicks
01:02
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La Dame, Mavis MacNeil
01:26
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Toc toc il a fermé sa porte
Les lys du jardin sont flétris
Quel est donc ce morte qu’on emporte
Tu viens de toquer à sa porte Et trotte trotte
Trotte la petite souris
Knock knock he closed his door
The lilies in the garden are wilted
So who is the corpse they are carrying out
You were just knocking at his door And run run
Run away little mouse
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The way he pulled his body in
out of shyness, or shame,
or a desire not to disturb the air around him. Everyone could see the his muscles worked. The way we look like animals,
his skin barely keeping him inside.
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Amphibious, Jacob Frost
01:00
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Now – no illusion to darken Your face! –
Radiant Gleam, Unborrowed Light
Reflected through Time in the mirror of my eyes
Illuminates my Universe.
Crumbling, I tremble with desire,
Dying to rummage throughYour mind,
One withYou!
Eternity's Avatar, preserve what You love:
Cast me into Time
That we may be Two!
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I am what you can’t see
right in front of you
I was the voice
that cries over the wall
Sixty men went into the water
They never came back!
I am, I was, thee
I am, I was, thee
After all was lost to me!
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PSA, Brendan Sweeney
01:00
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wet your hands with clean running water hot or cold
turn off the tap! and apply soap!
lather hands by Rubbing them together with the soap!
lather the back of your hands
Between your fingers and under your nails
scrub your hands for at least twenty seconds!
rinse your hands well under clean running water
dry your hands, using a clean towel or air dry
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Want. Need. We want
No need! no want, no need,
No.
No, we need
Need need need, we need not
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Male, twenty years old.
Vertical Strabismus in the right eye,
Incidental cystic lesion.
Flow voids at the skull base are intact,
There is no midline shift.
Ventricles are within normal limits
Unremarkable brain.
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The leviathan within calls
She calls
I crave, I crave flesh and blood
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Cruelty has a Human Heart
And Jealousy a Human Face
Terror the Human Form Divine
And Secrecy, the Human Dress
The Human Dress, is forged Iron
The Human Form, a fiery Forge.
The Human Face, a Furnace seal'd
The Human Heart, its hungry Gorge.
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Trapped, Mavis MacNeil
01:02
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Well and
If day on day
Follows, and weary year
On year. . . and ever days and years. . .
Well?
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Power of storm
Hard hour
No warm word
No live lip
Wind and woe whip
Cold tree
Air ill sick sea
Whats real but where you are you’re not a star
You breath proud swan beneath doomed dawn
Each spark blown it’s dark
Your doubt is all you own
No spring in fall
Sing Swan
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A Mood, Michael Kahle
00:50
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My thoughts are like fire-flies,
pulsing in moonlight;
My heart like a silver cup,
filled with red wine;
My soul a pale gleaming horizon,
whence soon light will flood the
gold earth with a torrent divine.
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A flower of life passes through the beauty of the night.
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A Pool, John Secunde
00:30
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Are you alive?
I touch you.
You quiver like a sea-fish.
I cover you with my net.
What are you—banded one?
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byu byuti
i have always wanted to make something beautiful
but i have no idea why
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Catalog of Horrors
Descriptions of natural disasters
Horrors
List of miracles in the diverse corridor
Catalog of fish in the divine canal
Catalog of objects in the room
List of things in the sacred river
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In in the now here “center!”
Here in in the in the now in the now, here “center!”
“in the!” in “in the now!” in “in the now!”
the “now in!” now here
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Take my head off
Take my head off
Take my head off
Take my head
Take my head off
Take my head off
Take my head off
Take my head
Take off my head
Take off my head
Take off my head
Take off my
Take my head off
Take my head off
Take my head off
Take my head
Take my head off
Take off my head
Put it in the garden
Take off my head
Take my head off
Put it in the garden
Put it in the garden
Put it in the garden
Put it in the garden
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Daffodil and red and dark green.
I fill an ocean of you.
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what a time to be alive
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Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah lah yes!
Here are all the spies
Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!
Put them in the food yes
please do! Please do!
Here are all the spices
Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!
So let us live love and eat
Live love and eat
Bum pah bum pa-um pah
Bum pah bum pa-um pah
Let us add some flavor
Life needs some spice
so add some salt, pepper turmeric
Cloves, garlic, basil
All for us to enjoy
Let’s raid the spice cabinet hey!
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I want you
to remember
to stay happy in these times. I know it's hard,
but I know that we can try.
When all seems dark and hope is stark,
just sing a happy tune,
and things won't seem that bad.
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I had a dream last night it was
about diamonds I was in a room
I saw a skeleton with green
diamond eyes I went to a different
room The room had a big tub of diamonds
it exploded I Ran on back to the last room
And with the tub full of diamonds
And at that very moment I
fouNd out that I could build stuff
I Started building something
Fighting the swarm of gems
I built a wall
neXt thing the gems were
In the room practically flooding the place
On a table a few feet away was a remote I pressed a button I was awake
iN my bed
THE END
(transfixion: when you cannot make room for another thing in your brain, it just fills it and you can't get the idea out)
-Lev Brodsky (typist by Seth Brodsky)
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Sputter Box Brooklyn, New York
Sputter Box is a clarinet, voice, percussion performance art ensemble committed to performing interdisciplinary pieces involving sound, theater, movement, visual art, and improvisation.
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