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slip out from under tangled sheets
the only thing that’s in the streets
glowing reflections of the heat
and hotly floating sun so sweet
glimmer tucks the waves
reflections brighter than its source
we wrap our bodies in the sound
and venture through the muffled town
collected noises we have found
stringing them up to hang around
summer sun exhausting
a cluttered all around
climb the fire exit
somehow it’s safer than the ground
woozy rollercoaster not worth the money that we spent
but we held tightly to our friend
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BODY PARK
with sweet arms swaying upside down
swirled algae hanging in the lake
we’re only laying on the ground
but safe from frozen copper face
hours i keep track off
they’re dissolving in the heat
but after dusty eyes & headache
warm water thick btwn my lips
my hair’s grown greasy with the laughter
my skin has shrunk around my ribs
flat sidewalks fried under the gleaming
joggers bodies loose under the sweat
let muscles stretch & burn & simmer
to return aching to their beds
memories melting faster
pooling puddles around my feet
& when the concrete cools in darkness
we could sleep in Eiden Park
surrounded only by the blinking
& glowing hum of all the cars
which sounds like orchestras are tuning
which i said was my favorite part
& i could hear only beginnings
but i guess it’s better past the start
but under willow trees suspended
dark & lit only by phone
i’m sleepy but i just keep talking
more candid than i am alone
but infinity we keep on creating different maps
try not to get to lost in the summer’s empty winding paths and i just want this to last
FERTILE GARDEN
the passers-by keep to themselves
& still nobody needs my help
so i grow gardens round my health
a fertile garden kept unwell
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The Swamp
08:05
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complicate / incubate the reserve / breed unlikely friends
like tick aching hand left on the windowsill
this time of year the swamp gets full
disease approach the pond
bitter revelation / frantic compensation for flesh plus
crusted sour orange
yellow pump breathing / counting backwards
in hindsight / my eyesight
been on the way out
been here for a hundreds hours now
by now the soles are battered
curled & knotted weathered & torn from barefoot races
hollowed stomach paces
the swamp collects life
in hindsight / in eyesight / i’m blindsided
i could wait my turn
disease approach the pond
how could you leave me like this?
my hindsight / closed eyesight
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After the Storm
05:55
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rain soaked & poached & trees weep
cut from cut & spliced / retaped
wrapped & sealed in bedding
cast out thinner than your lips
overstuffed & flustered all the same
pale gray fits w/ twirling strands of hair
it’s peeling / leaves a residue
joins the hanging dust in the room
fibers stretched & pulled apart
sweat squeezes down into your heart
tendons loose in evening hum
to plot out points of no return
interwoven shames ripping at the seams
interwoven memories / knotted funny dreams
ripped tablecloth pulled underneath
bruised & crooked yellow teeth
waxy crumpled stitched-up fabric cloth
resonate in my palm
echoes in your arms
plot out points of no return
rebuild your vision
listless daring / to come undone
careful threading / strands into one
we could stall in fear / we could fall from here
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Blue Afternoon
03:04
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my egg’s undercooked & it threatens to spill
& all the cicadas tear on w their drill
& i’m wading knee-deep in dark rising swamp
& all that i want is to know what i want
tell the time by the tips of the leaves
shocking in sunlight that sears all the trees
i touch my belly to feel what’s inside
& i overlooked myself trying to hide
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i am draped in fabric to deny
the body i was given, misdesigned
i pace back & forth, i’m self-confined
trace along my waistline, wasting time
live forever in the ground
tollund woman safe & sound
across the ravine, cicadas crying
out rises steam, clouds of silence
but i’m still waiting
train sways us together in straight lines
they keep making guesses, checking signs
i am trapped & restless, stuck in warmth
dying here forever, hopeful corpse
it is always aching what i can’t see
shrink under / my skin folds atrophy
i keep getting gifts i don’t deserve
buried under all i have, self-preserved
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Unwash
03:32
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soaking up the sweaty palms of panics past
greasy when i hold the handle
unwashed fingers in the dirt
bubbled up inside
bloated chest w/ tightened ribs
climb down slow
ache / unclench your hands
wretched seat the seat i steal
everything’s the same color
skewed & tinted afternoon
give up your petty demand of time
give up get ready / killer fine
the buzz i’ve felt / the tilt i’m dealt
find someone to listen to
stop your tracks / give back the voice
unwash my hands w/ better choice
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The Lake
03:14
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i submerge once more
to murky stagnant ocean floor
to ragged blankets crumpled up
& graceful hair pulled freshly cut
i’m grateful that you cupped my ear
& fateful tender passing fears
to intertwine your sleeplessness with mine
with sand to settle into your warmth
even after showers missed
the algae caught around my wrist is silky sweet & wrapped in unwashed sheets
your moving mouth slips words in mine
& pressed against me sleeping fine
till countdowns more
on mildew-dampened floors
cement tunnels to explore
where stalest glimmer’s laced around your chin
please don’t touch me cause i’m still in love with you
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Asher White Providence, Rhode Island
new shoes. birthday is feb 21 2000
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