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Needing

by Jem Sabre

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1.
Still 06:02
Still soft wind Slowly caressing the environment Cold Ever so slightly Cold Upon my bare skin Shifting lights across night skies And spiderwebs forming in the night The rushing of cars The movement afar and growing near How the environment echoes Throughout my mind When I rest it reflects the uncontrolable urge to process Anxieties A soft buzz Anxieties A soft drone Leveling And showing the static That shines so bright in darkness static shining so bright in darkness The movement The movement that we try to still Why push it away? But watch it move by And maybe fade? Or maybe it's still there when my awareness is scarce How very aware I must want to be In observing stillness that is not ever still Still the stillness is not ever still The stillness Stillness Still
2.
how many times is reflection empty To a blind person How many humans look in the mirror but can hardly see you cannot trust yourself or anyone but that's ok just pretend like we all do pretend and then forget that you're pretending and pretend again destroy what you thought was real and then recreate it and then destroy it again nothing's real but that's ok how many times will you look in the mirror, now do you even want to look does it matter what you want? does it? it never matters and somehow it does to someone somewhere (maybe to yourself) but most of the time it doesn't, really. a lot of the time you don't know what you want don't know what you are you're just pretending again but that's ok what's your next step? Doesn't matter? Doesn't, does it. WHat's your past like? does it matter? hardly. maybe. you don't know but that's ok. give it time everything will stop eventually sometimes it's too much sometimes it's not enough but in the moments where it is just right, you don'y even realize and then it's gone. and then you wish for it. but then it's there and you don't see it again it's always there you just have to look. how many times will you look? You just have to look.
3.
Stuttering displays of forwarding And back and fourth this day Is feedback and my feet beckon, "quiet." And on the 4th day it was infinitely You and me on time display The layers of myself showing Like millions of years on stone I am one of many I am 3 of one Stuttering legs of movement Moves ment in stillness as well Offering feedback to existence's quiet Movement is song in a 4th dimensional drone
4.
Spacial differentiation categorized in timely ancestrys Melting myriads of crows in a fire that dreams above a plexiglass sky Ripples of material sulk in a smooth heaviness befit of a generous sinuation Reproduce restoration for a fumbling spiritual decline It means nothing to me Simple statues in limitations of boggy undersides Bricked in benevolence causing a callous crow's cry Mediums in the raw scratching at the moment before an idea Fuck for healing of intangible thunder lights sparking in bursts of brain It means nothing to say
5.
Golden 01:30
Golden Underneath where you're frozen Undeniably tokens open I've been searching inside Trying to find what hides again
6.
Timid Fleeting moments Touch me With your understanding I am afraid Overexposure Remind me Of drops of water Timid Vacillating conversations [not resolute; wavering, indecisive; hesitating. 2. Oscillating, swaying, fluctuating.] Touch me With your consciousness When I'm fearful Disrobed Mitigate My thirst Chorus: Grains of salt leave me dry Jaded Pounding pressure solidified Head aching displeasure Cracked skin again
7.
Cornerstones of invisible Tidalwaves The monkeys are playing The weeds are tall The weeds are strong but dwindling Catch my under eyelids They fall, they are drooping May it, in May again, be forthcoming The streets are narrow The streets are asking for your forgiveness Striking The currents of courage conquer your being I'm over horizons and rainbows The stars of your eyes were apples Appellations grow from your brains Like follicles in the rain The monkeys are playin in The weeds are dwindlin in The Applanation's growin from your brains Kinetic strains of fingernails Kinetic strains of fingernails Fingernails nailing themselves into Parts of you The monkeys of playin I cannot see them ah
8.
The River 05:25
The tear's only matter floating down by the river I give a shiver with the nature as the wind remembers and shoves And all of the laughter that I can hear after the storm is the chatter of the men with their doves (Chorus) I never wanted this winter I never wanted this dry weather to wither against me The fear's only matter floating deep in the river I give a shiver as the bend forever ebbs and flows Can you sustain the quiver? The racing waters against the thoughts in my head that deliver and mold? Chorus There is a warmth that will never go away it will always be around In my darkest moments it will never go away it will always be around in my most empty moments it will never go away it will always be around in my darkest moments my most empty moments waiting for acceptance
9.
Softly press your thoughts against my ears Like I am paper Ill drain your juice Flatten thoughts after two weeks process In my head, where it shall rest You're pressed thoughts I put into a glass casing In my window hanging And like you are paper thin The sun shows its veins Carbon print copies of your name Tear a tear from my thin eyelids I lift up my spine to adjust time into a vortex I've gone mad again I've dogeared every page i've feared Just in case my mind lets me make the find
10.
Ashes 13:59
ashes Don't mean to folly Slowly decline

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released January 14, 2019

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