Creatures

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Morning, an opening for us. Drawing an instinct from below us. Fielding the chaos that surrounds us. Carry it over me. Carry it over you. Connect the dots and connect the tissue. A lumbering bold and slumbering cold body; a carapace of old. See the creatures - see the way they inhabit a home. Taking me away from where I rest. Knowing, always believing in the best. Drawing an old instinct from the dust. Carry it over me. Carry it over you. Connect the dots and connect the tissue. A lumbering bold and slumbering cold body; a carapace of old. See the creatures - see the way they construct a home. It all begins, I think, before we could have known. Translated through a film of water through a phone - something's bound to get lost when it leaves the home. An alchemy: the purely dazzling enormity of home. See the creatures - see how we inhabit our own.

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from Left in Relief, released April 6, 2018

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