Oscines Lyrics

i.
one day i awoke to find my hands covered in open sores.
washing the sleep from my eyes, I felt
quilling my skin, the tips of feathers extruding, piercing
bones growing hollow

and at twilight i took flight for the first time
as the undifferentiated space of dimensionless night draws me in
days hang, weeks hang, months hang
upon a yoke of blind isochory
until a dewy field choked with fog gliding parallax
dotted with charm of streetlamps
sprouted like wild grasses.
their grinning aromatic glow
burns cavities through the veil
and the bulbs chirp staccato at the sordid sky

as faceless figure traces glyphs areferential
winding around the achromatic chasm
from which she crawled.

whose whistling winds
homotopy her vestments to flickering foxtrots
and waltz murmurs
i open my mouth to call to her as the sun
swallows my words.

ii.

morning rays glisten, glisten, glisten;
mourning, raze.

clawing azure suspending
me by the ears and fading to a
hopemongering vertex
day by day i wait
week by week i wait
month by month i wait
my skin unblemished, fermenting
smooth manifold clutched by gravity's kiss

gazing expectant into
absent loveless chirality steeling my palms
until the brawling sun bores
indifferently, a hole clear through my head


in the spectral hollow where my face used to be,
a stormcloud brews and a whistling wind wails.
day by day it wails
month by month it wails
my voice unconscious distorting
smooth waveform clutched by gravity's kiss

listening

iii.
longing absence howling tuba mirum.
twelve of the most grandiose neutral chords.
voice growing hollow
will you hear me in the clamor?
will you be dancing?