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POETICA DYSTOPIA

by Roxborough & Blau

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1.
she doesn't care if you're rich or poor she doesn't mind if you've never been to war she doesn't add or multiply or testify or keep score of how many times you weren't a bore or how important you think you are or if you wish upon a star or impress yourself on air guitar she's coming down the pike for you she doesn't even care if you drive a hybrid inbred cross-fit heated-seat cockpit gullwing moon-roof bulletproof 800-horse italian stallion sports car it doesn't matter what you own or leave alone or who you think you are she's coming down the pike for you she might knock on your heart or lungs or liver or head for a start but eventually she'll rip & slash & gash & tear your world apart cause sure as gravity or agony or apathy she's coming down the pike for you i attest this ain't no jest or test someday she'll come for your arrest to picnic your bones clean if you know what i mean & you can't lie or fly or try to buy your way out of it you can't reject it effect it perfect it or special effect it so you might as well accept it she's coming down the pike for you there's no self-defense you can do but embrace the perpetual grace of her faceless face she's intense she's immense & she loves to keep you in suspense she's the original shock & awe cause all things bow to her law she’s coming down the pike for you
2.
landscape art glaciers melting farms subdividing drive-ins dying forests falling skyscrapers rising prairies burning lakes are drying rivers flooding infinite aging skies are crying landscapes changing landscapes changing roadways spreading sidewalks setting wood barns collapsing grasslands ebbing old growth dying oceans rising fires raging tundra thawing landscapes changing landscapes changing climate flowing people moving plates keep shifting future drifting spaces shrinking airports expanding wetlands draining deserts growing cell towers multiplying smog appalling suburbs sprawling ravens complaining daybreak breaking traffic jamming landscapes changing landscapes changing waste mounting clear cuts haunting wires crossed the past is lost haystacks history caboose a mystery penny retired newspapers expired winds howling trees bending humans fouling fires raging denial unfading the past disappearing turner keeps painting air doesn't care if smoke keeps invading time keeps destroying & space keeps creating with or without you landscapes changing landscapes changing
3.
upgraded colossus give me your wired & screen-addicted your ice cream & meme afflicted give me your lovelorn soft-porn blue pill credit card bill run-of-the-mill lonely heart outcast redneck weapons expert give me your befuddled masses from here to parnassus give me your poor your raconteur your amor with delusions of grandeur give me your racist your homophobe your feeble sheeple zombie & your born-again ex-smoker self-righteous cross-dressing nazi give me your obese your obtuse your confused your bipolar soldier your unholy roller your abused & refused & your dumbed-down small-town renowned political clown give me your old broken cowboys & past their prime playboys give me your teenage street corner medicine men & your two-faced corporate ladder climbers give me your washed-up athletes & your brainwashed wall street elite give me your heartless & your homeless give me your helpless your idiots your savants your servants & masters of unspeakable acts give me your wannabes your rabies your rabbis your thalidomide babies your molesters your protesters your drunks & monks your seekers your preachers your teachers & priests give me your anorexics your dyslexics your geeks & freaks & your walking antiques give me your bloated white privilege & your ink jet black activist give me your brown bag brownie your yellow fever yellow & your refugee red give me your screaming magenta your hot pink & your half-dead give me your blueblood & greenbacks your bureaucrat gray & rita hayworth ginger your glam & glitter your gold & silver give me your sun-kissed orange & your smoker's lung ochre give me your imperfect purple & your perfectly mediocre give me your rainbow boho hobo & give me everything to go give me the world's biggest melting pot give me all the colors in your crayon box give me a taste of freedom & a shot of liberty give me a chaser of memory eraser then deliver me with a strong punch of real history give me the whole fucking lot forgive my tempest temper you see i'm amerika the greedy sot so god bless you all but goddamn gimme gimme gimme give me everything you got
4.
sleepwalking 02:43
sleepwalking we gave ourselves the mark & we created the beast big brother has the toys to watch you & watch you they do the chip in your card the GPS in your car the text on your phone the cameras on the street the speakers have ears the internet trail of browsing crumbs that brother's been watching you for years all that's left is thought-control seems they got it covered in our dreams we're sleepwalking with the beast & we don't want to wake up we're sleepwalking with the beast & there's no turning back we're sleepwalking with the beast & we don't want to know
5.
stupor to stupor & dust to dust the perfection of our perpetual stupor how they trained us to sleepwalk through the body-snatching effect of education athletics employment indoctrination marriage children & system the zen of mind-numbing times ten stupor to stupor & dust to dust stupor to stupor & dust to dust we got less joy from more toys we got more highs & less rise we got less funny with more money we got more yo-yo & less mojo they made sure we were disenfranchised disengaged & scattered in divide & conquer disarray we used to believe we could change the world give peace a fighting chance & not fall into the same grinding machine as our parents but the clockwork world ate us alive the minute hand held us in our seats day after month after year we got fed the same lie enough times a digital watch looked like a victory we traded one stupor for another tricycle for bicycle for car for truck for bus for plane for train for jet for submarine & dreams of a rocket-ship to mars stupor after stupor after stupor until it was too late & we realized all stupors lead to loneliness waiting in our cages to die stupor to stupor & dust to dust stupor to stupor & dust to dust but not as sad as it sounds because stupor takes the edge off convinces you to feel better & begin to believe your ordinary contribution might help someone write a decent obituary as if the dull circular routine of mundane existence really made a difference stupor to stupor & dust to dust stupor to stupor & dust to dust
6.
these bones 04:19
this form this flesh these bones this me this you this other this curve this existence this hard this easy edgeless nebulous dimension this life this blood this flow & pulse of wave this curse this circular tubular raw teeming insular universe this sound this color these holy & profane continuous molecular v-v-v-vi-vi vie vibe vibist vibing vibrant vibrational vi-vi-vibrations this dream this stage & play this work & playground this dozy mosey slumberous sleepwalking work this mask this teaching this taught this fraught taut love & hate tightrope high-wire act this form this flesh these bones this action this station this cross & road & path these prayers these words & stage this wheel this aging this new old age this turning this dying & decay this death this end this perpetual arrival of sub-atomic dissolve into endless recycle this sudden wonder these trumpets this warning this dawning this blast this bolt this blow & jolt this coming this welcoming this seismic shudder this atomic shock this great cosmic ray quake this electric body this everybody these bones this flesh those curves this blood this pulse this flow & wave this birth this wheel this world this life this form this flesh these bones

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What happens when an Indie legend collaborates with a master poet during the turbulent times of planetary and political upheaval.

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released January 1, 2023

Stephen Roxborough: words, vocals, direction, and snoring.
Karl Blau: music, production, and assortment of 20 instruments.

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