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The Plank Will Nod and You Will Go

from Pax Volumi by Youngblood Brass Band

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Dedicated to David Foster Wallace (RIP)

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the plank will nod, and you will go

hello chasm, you friendly endnote with a few well-placed swords
hello dawn: maternal gray that hasn’t decided to meet the sun’s demands
it was that bastard with the line, the man we call Finish, the place the nothing cross
he does not see a palm, a hue ...he sees you hurl toward him, and snaps

just when there’s a rhythm get a little bit of salt in your eye / the price of living: get a little bit of love and you die / stay underwater, only coming up a minimal time / write a letter to the hidden girl under the line / I read it all, and I let it be known / I got a new kind of grammar, article-prone / and so but tearing you apart at the dome / Hal calls in from a particle phone / original syntactical drone / ‘for whom is this supposedly fun?’ / Dave: nil / OED: one / go

a different set of normals, like winning a crying contest, like looking at your eye
in a mirror before telling the glass guy where to blow it
like the lowest form of flattery, my crushing you
play not the space above the instrument; tie your hammock to the sky
and take your leave

but the king pales to eventually that people will say / a full sail doesn’t matter when your boat is a fake / a pink whale you imagine with an elephant face / in the pool not invited to your personal wave / get bent, get a new meaning out of the shape / get straight, get a new mouth out of the pain / open up and the words come tumbling in / no fair, get a bump and you’re humble again / you don’t really want to trouble your friends / you don’t really want to suffer the lens / you don’t really want to go

and you call your friends and you make a list and you pick up a pen and you stare at it
and you setup a screen and you miss what you miss and you want to believe when she praises it
and there’s not enough light and a whole lot of fish and more to process than you’re comfortable with
and the water is clean and the words feel right but the eye...

what did you see? what did it mean? for whom is it fun, the setting sun?
how does one speak without being seen? how does one make the plank break?
how does one leave the silent mark? how does one play the final part?
what did you see? what did it mean? how does one make the plank break?

I see a dark proposition: the black hole with glittering teeth / the one condition.
the dust on your tongue clotted with apology. the topology of a noose. prefix porn.
the glow, the glare... and Lull, sulking like a kid in a corner.
still, after all the dirty rungs’ ascent, the scalding coin above, your family below:

the plank will nod and you will go

and you call your friends and you make a list and you pick up a pen and you stare at it
and you setup a screen and you miss what you miss and you want to believe when she praises it
and there’s not enough light and a whole lot of fish and more to process than you’re comfortable with
and the water is clean and the words feel right but the eye...

what did you see? what did it mean? for whom is it fun, the setting sun?
how does one speak without being seen? how does one make...
what do you see now? what does it mean now? how did you make out the last shape?
what do you see now? what does it mean now? how do we fill in the blank page?
what do you see now? what does it mean now? why did you take out the final joke?

what do you see now? what does it mean now? how do you tell the plank no?

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from Pax Volumi, released September 1, 2013
by David Henzie-Skogen (Layered Music - SESAC)

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