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It's A Difficult Joy, But It's A Joy

by Hello Whirled

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Upside Down 06:19
washes his hands of the whole affair as he wishes his mistress an evening he steps out to the platform to address the masses who ask many questions but forget when time elapses he says "worry not" but fails to explain why but failure only happens by accident and when his jet hits land, he faces the crowd gives them one look of confidence, then enters the loud flying machine of destruction for this land to function we must rid ourselves of bugs like him who cares what's illegal when people are regal? and circumstances grow so grim please turn your books to the blankest of pages that hold closer futures of civilian rages the ink will be red dripping from certain heads once on billboards and magazines, this time they'll really be there upside down who's held responsible when minds that hold power use all that they can to destroy they don't have to hide when they're so celebrated for all that see world as a toy
2.
I will fight you to the death Until there is nothing left And all that remains is a hole in your chest And all that remains is a hole in your chest The problem with house arrest Is you are still, still a pest I may not be an exterminator But I still know your physical address I know where you live You don't deserve to live I know every street I need to walk there Only twenty minutes and I’m at your front door I will pose a threat to your very existence I would hope that you’d then feign resistance If I were you, I’d be better off dead
3.
the cloak hangs draped around the form an hourglass drops sands like rain widows gather roses for the storm to plant next to the secrets lain calling here, calling here watching Emily from a distance coming near, approach, appear watching Emily from a distance holding dear, fog is clear watching Emily from a distance whisper fear in your ear watching Emily from a distance fine veneer / oh sincere / disappear the clock is hanging like a thread and pale white wanders out of day watches the sun drop off and bring about the dead of night and she wonders how to pray
4.
Dire monks typing The tired life story of Destiny Promking Lackadaisical ecdysiast But still could make all men enthusiasts Hold a charm up, make it brighter Don’t leave it next to the lighter Watch her change out of organdie Still kills it pococurante Spy mod tinkering The active endeavors of Destiny Promking Ignoring familiar adulation and keeping her stoned concentration As she sings her overgrown life story And why her hair has gone so hoary Some assume calumniatory But most just take it like priori Dry inept smoking The crowd that built up for Destiny Promking Surrounded by old friends “betrunken” Dying eyes are always sunken Hold your arm out, keep it firm Give your tips to reconfirm That something’s gotta keep her standing Old hearts aren’t assumed expanding So empty drinking The sudden demise of Destiny Promking No one will see her later Confirmed by an intermediator This ship is sinking And the sailors are drinking Too late for linking With the organdie shrinking Hold a charm up, keep it blinking Keep the men down, they’ll keep thinking Of the tired shadowed winking Of old icon Destiny Promking
5.
Precision doesn’t exist A long un-numbered series of old videotapes about winging it The last viewer forgot to rewind Could that be a metaphor? Unsure Happy accidents are only so Because chance has nowhere else to go Form was blessed by Mother Earth And action was conjured by Sister Comedy Luck was invented by miracle men with a dream But I bet the profit motive was a little nicer They crafted an apple bomb under a living tree And patiently waited for the Sister Please breathe for me Lay your traps for Mother Earth Set up camps for Mother Earth
6.
politicians make me nervous bad decisions made on purpose integration slower walking invitation faster talking (just like that) don't be so on the nose with me we're just as lonely whether or not we know what each other is on about they'll take our food, they'll take our water they'll take our sons and daughters and anyone who won't assist it's not worth trying to whisper just shout! these were the last words of a shrinking owl poet circa 1981 and nothing's changed now it's cool to reminisce about times that we weren't in as if we'd somehow act more different in olden days (don't look back) keep throwing stones at the mirror you don't want to know what came before and just how much it looks like you you'll take a guess, be unimpressed at how your "old self" is still depressed about all the same things you worry about now don't have to ask how (full collapse) don't be so on the nose with me I'm just as lonely as I would have been if people still bought compact discs the president would still try to kill me the managers would still try to fill me up with busy exercises in never taking risks to not exist
7.
gone too far you understand you make it harder for yourself you hit the bar because mortality is not a big concern for you but listen there it's true the world is going to catch up to you and then you're screwed lesson here it's true the world is going to catch up to you and then you're fucked too I'm alive the saintful overdrive is keeping me afloat rock the boat you have no memory of how one could survive cause you're resigned to die, to dying never know never no
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Who thought the world could change from one single person? Who bought the lie that letting go wouldn’t worsen? It was written life was saved by a cut in the hand It was foretold light was ruined when the hole expanded Who thought the moon would bare its face for the living? Who caught the sun when it fell to Earth unforgiving? No one blames the ills of man on the walking You’re only crowned a god when you stop talking
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What you said or not to me You have the power to hurt me Whether or not you want to I must assert myself around you Cause if I move the wrong way once They’ll say “We never found you” At my viking funeral (You’re still shaking at the drop) You’re a statue made of fear If I didn’t want to hide around you Maybe you’d improve But that’s not my part to move If I suddenly drown You’ll get to wear the blue line crown They made it just for you (You’ve got the markings of a predator) In this next December Will they find me in the snow? You won’t say for sure Cause you’re so deep inside the “No” response you always give Making sure that no one lives too long You’ve got the makings of a cop
10.
I'll be your fate or fadeout I'll take your place, let it play out somewhere I know I'm you and you're me and that's not a strange thing to be and that's not a sad thing to see let me be your girlfriend with bangs let you pin my hair where it hangs let me be the noise gate to your screams let you take me through your wildest dreams I'll take your name, save us time I'll take your face and give you mine somehow I'm sure we were meant to be together even if not the same people forever and that's not a strange thing to be and that's not a sad thing to see

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IN THE NO: Part 1 of 3

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released November 4, 2022

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Cover photo taken by Ethan Oliva.

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