Saltfield's Songs

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[saltfield]

Heartbeat Sky

Oh those whispers under streetlight corners,

With your sparkling constellation eyes,

Did we believe they could ever escape us?

Dream your imagination into mine.

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Facets jeweled every edge,

Even darker words seemed resplendent.

Oh how I grasped deep for those fantasies,

When our realities grew dependent.

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Your mysterious misgivings halted.

Silent tapping on the window sill...

I leaned on you like a summer's breeze,

When every light burned out and fell.

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How could you find us somewhere else?

Star crossed lovers in a heartbeat sky.

Clouds came and covered what we had,

Let the summer come and make it dry.

[saltfield]

Pardon Parcel

Terror shapes by hourglass,

I'm green, defiled in mold,

Breathing your spores I hold,

On this languid summer porch.

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I feel you coursing through me,

Sick, upturned, wellsprings spent,

Like my own ghost is truant,

Foreign to the home I call.

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Dance in the shambles, curdling,

Spin the dizzying rot of emotion,

Newspapers dated to a world in motion,

As the sun blots cold in my eyes.

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Never was a winter like this.

Frost smitten where glass meets sand,

Mountains fall at the turn of a hand.

Blind eye, cold shoulder, divine.

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Hurry, disillusionment, curry.

Spur me in fulminate blasphemy,

Devolution is a stone age mystery,

Undeveloped as the day I was born.

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Seasick Caramel

It hurts me; I forget.

My little urchin of woe,

Poke and prod with your willingness,

Train us how to feel so full.

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How you scooped my icecream heart,

Leaving coconut, paper white,

Stuck deep inside my broken teeth,

I lie with you in the limelight.

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Disney, corrugated paper craft,

Storybook never afters.

Sink or swim, I still can't breathe,

Guide my neck toward the rafters.

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Choose me, why can't I?

What seems special any more?

Flecks of pigment look like life,

Pantone Certified Pure.

[saltfield]

Disemvoweled

Sharp tongue, dagger blade,

Writ my scalpel how it's made,

Trust was broken, little window,

Pain inside me, pain inside.

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Little pieces strewn askew,

Why'd you break them, I ask you?

Picked and packed like little rats,

Squeak my bones beneath your shoe.

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Revival! All we need is revival.

Revolving the alchemist's vial.

Drink me up, see it as good.

Oh hunger, drive me mad.

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Catch again the catching can,

Dust is wearing your face again.

Let it go, boy, let it go.

Shut your body down.

[saltfield]

Triage

The wherewithall to wear without,

Withholding of our withering doubt,

When winter whelms with worried wails,

The winds are warmer where it fails.

[saltfield]

Grow Old into the Night

Mine are fantasy-engrained decisions,

Hallmark-entrant, Colosseum-hearkened.

Might of mine betrays that cordial spirit,

Earth, it spins delusions to the darkened.

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Pick a card from fifty-two long faces,

Twinning heads of state with chilling statures.

Perfect pair with daggers drawn on aces,

Pinning their perfection to your heartbreak.

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Draw your mind as I once drew these sorrows.

Drink the cup which spills of anxious ichor.

Words lay long upon my evening's shadows,

Moon above, make bright what falls snow-silver.

[saltfield]

The Right Side of History

A trick of the light.

My throne is a case study,

Power structures unsteady me.

What I love is contradicting.

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I heard deep words of wonderment,

Stepping stones to lift me up.

How it led the hero's journey on,

While villains plot abscondence.

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I was made to be a star,

The king of lands both near and far,

Rooted every fiber into them,

A wander leading nowhere.

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From the dust I call my name,

Even echoes don't reply.

When I stand to face the other line,

I wonder why it looks like mine.

[saltfield]

Bell Sublime

A rare and regular weekday treat,

So sweet and simple,

Chocolate in a mouse's face,

Though I've long forgotten the taste.

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Stilted legs and a robin's egg,

Sketches of imagination,

In the corner of the yard.

When were you discarded?

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Starlit steps through ecstasy,

Paved between my bones.

Where footfalls echo beyond,

Deafness takes the sound.

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When my ghosts return,

What was dead begins to burn.

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Reminders bring the former bind,

Unwinding lines I've bound to time,

A king in mind, but peasant kind,

Ring of torment, Bell Sublime.

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Strigiform Metropolis

Fascinate me with something I've never seen,

Take me somewhere that I won't believe,

It doesn't matter if I've had it before,

I need a vacation, or at least something more.

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My 9 to 5 has gotten to be such a bore.

Lying in bed feels like I'm glued to the floor.

I'm not unhappy, but I'm not overjoyed.

I need a vacation from being employed.

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Life's all about adventures every day,

At least, that's what all the happy people say,

It's not like I'm tired, I'm just so wide awake,

Now I want to build, so let's take a break.

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I'm moving goalposts, and it seems unfair,

Yeah, I'm not busy, but could it be elsewhere?

I want to soak this world up like a sponge.

I need a vacation, so let's take the plunge!

Written in a format akin to my perspective of Owl City lyrics, thus the title.

[saltfield]

Spirit Guide

We frolic through the fields,

Of fingers clawing at our heels,

As the aforementioned lie awake,

Home of hearts long abandoned.

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Guidance grants us amnesty,

Alembic anchors distilling.

Are we fore or aft condensate,

For hands that cling remains?

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I am the honor that binds us,

Like a poison, sweet and noxious.

Life through death to hedonism,

Where we all die ever brighter.

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It's my own hands that chase us.

We who are one in the Animus.

Cleave my intentions unerringly;

I abandon your dormant fingers.

[saltfield]

World of Ideals

Murder my mom, take my wife,

Steal my sons and end my life,

Bring me into your paradise,

Your wondrous world of ideals.

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You swell with the fat of ambition,

Bursting with the moan of birth cries.

Drunk on the powerful aphrodisiac,

That you are, in all ways, justified.

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How the rational bends catatonic,

As commonly apportioned rights,

Forsook, now vitriolic?

It must be the only explanation.

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Start with their Emblematics,

Ride their curtsey in opposition,

As these talking heads grow insipid,

I know that you'll never listen.

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They take your mom. They take your wife.

They steal your sons and end your life.

Welcome to your paradise,

Their wondrous world of ideals.

[saltfield]

Rights Human

I am you. You are me.

Our bodies revolt.

Whole in spirit,

Minds in tumult.

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We're both the truth.

Our worlds are lies.

Let us trade hands,

Let us make ties.

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Kinking our roads,

Knots in the string.

Who hinders growth?

I'm wondering.

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Am I you? Are you me?

I'm not sure.

We're slowly dying.

I don't know where you are.

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Blind Watcher

Oh sweet do I relish our days,

Fresher than apples or daisies,

Flavorful anguish, starving for you,

Loveliest of spring afternoons.

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It's the elm-wrought dappling blanket,

Picnic spread beneath his branches.

Laid back against your gentle smile,

I ask of our life with sandwiches.

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Your bite is faltering, slipping,

A tomato falls, red as your blush,

Your quiet voice, carried on the wind,

Nods to my own silent hush.

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"Where the light comes through leaves,

Why aren't we greener pastures?

This tree has seen more than lovers,

But I only see roots in fractures.

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Divided deep in compromises,

Yet shallower fields starve me.

While I dream the great horizon's voice,

You muffle a minced menagerie."

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Gentleness? Oh bitterest howling.

Accursed are the flowers we grew.

If only they'd wither alongside,

The gardens I planted for you.

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Axe to Elm of Eternity,

Fallow what follows my fault lines.

World without these pestering roots,

Erode as the faces of former times.

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Exhumed

Bleak are countrysides I knew,

Borders crossed with wolf and bear,

Thirsty creatures feasting freely,

Our courses have diverged.

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Where's the fence of safety?

Backyard lands of pretend?

While the monsters stalk me,

Ghosts rise to take my hand.

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Can the dead speak for themselves,

To the wolf you love or bear you bore?

My words echo through their wood,

Stolen for a carnivore.

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Fell quick, prey inside your home,

Lockstep, swinging tooth and claw,

Catch the devils wreaking maelstrom,

Thirst became your law.

[saltfield]

Bringer of War

Ladder rung, belltower briefs,

Lilting melody lift me higher,

Songs from the steeple, chasing,

Heaven's call in brass casings.

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Words from the watchtower.

Even the air turns to war.

Listen as the world rumbles,

To brambled ramblings, so humble.

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Their tones manifest a sight glass,

From bleeding hearts, it's plainly seen,

Mars' abundant boons enduring,

Where peace is offered, less alluring.

[saltfield]

White Little Wings

Many hands hold me down

With blurring barbs catching

The corners of my eyes,

I can't escape the sound.

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Repeated bruising blows,

Sets the candor purpling,

As our fate swings necrotic,

Your last breath slows.

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White little wings...

You wear such white little wings.

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Pluck out your eyes, cut off your hand,

Sever your lungs before your end.

The puff of your rancid breath,

Smells of mint on a cancerous Earth.

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Loft your faint stagnation,

Little white cloud,

Trying to obscure the sky,

We are blue in your imagination.

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To the prism of your mind,

We are no such light.

You are illumination,

In the prison of your mind.

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White little wings,

You wear such white little wings.

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Pluck out your eyes, cut off your hand,

Sever your lungs before your end.

The puff of your rancid breath,

Smells of mint on a cancerous Earth.

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Nothing is new here,

Under the same burning sky,

Little white cloud, you are,

Gathering gray with fear.

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Confess your reign,

Little white lies hold you up.

Rain pours from your face,

Onto the world you've disgraced.

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White little lies,

You bring such white little lies.

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White little lies,

You bring such white little lies.

[saltfield]

Nowhere So Alien

Tick me up,

And over your barrier.

Draw me in,

Like we're more than friends.

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I don't want us to forget,

A promise we made so long ago.

Do you remember?

Do you remember that pretender?

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I can't speak to it.

Your subtle disappointment,

From miles away, a river,

Weeping words of forever.

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Coming home,

Nowhere so alien.

Parceled slips of admiration,

Like we're more than friends.