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a lovely evening of delicate comforts

by the ben vee bedlamite bed and breakfast

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when they come they come for more than one they come for all when they come they come disguised as you and me and him and her and then, with ease, they slink beside once they have your ear, they sneak inside and then they're gone they're gone with no blood trail no need for alarm so long the faucet drips the program skips and when they're done no one sees or believes what it leaves the needs so whatever you do, just make sure you don't..................
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what scrapes the bones and causes such sweat? place chips on the virtue to force and forget myopic mirages? they're delusion collages twirling in dance round and round hand in hand the skulls turn, they're grinning the carousel keeps spinning faster and faster and faster unmanned howling out head tossed, the hilarity is not lost on these figures as they crash, crumble and burn the audience sits silent, their future smells violent their present and past teach them nothing worth learned what eyes look upon with such cold contempt this grain of sand and how it's been spent? let me hang my hat and coat it's so nice to be here i've been waiting for this moment for so long
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who's that knocking friendly at my door? the dog barks once, twice, barks three times then barks nevermore who's that gathering up along the sides? cold breath humming, and buzzing, and coming like a swarm of flies the box reassures with a wealth of glowing smiles one after another as i peek over the covers and turn my glowing dials the grotesque masquerade quivers and abounds a palpable spiral of images and sounds one vision says one thing another says another the voices become louder as they burrow deeper under i can't be completely sure but i think they're talking to me i don't believe a word they say but i'm compelled to agree the liquid begins dripping the contents begin to drain and we splash around blindly in the dark withering rain
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how is it i was stranded among all these shiny things the wall tip toes upon me demands my air to breath miles and miles of rows with no clear view of the door the parasite stalks it's host as my body meets the floor and i see my reflection in the sweat on the tile behind mine another and it gives us a smile and everything goes black and when it comes back it's blurry and cracked and it tastes like bile and a voice from above, that must be their god dispatches minions to cleanse an island named three as i look up at the fun house mirrors it all becomes quite clear the cleansing impending's for me
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unhinge the glass and lift the heavy lid tiny little daggers protrude the outside is made up of barbed razor vine the inside is clinically smooth well tell me why, well tell me why there are no windows in this room a droll response from somewhere unseen delivered as a ghastly tune there's no room left on this shelf but there are far too many shelves (incredulously) the wrapping paper splits at the seams the atmosphere heaves and swells
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the hinges are stuck and they smell a little like glue the walls are smeared and stained with fear and they all look just like you well, they don't listen much and they speak even less but they do hear the dripping sound under the sink and it's causing structural stress lots of tiny figurines pawns and knights and kings and queens moving without being seen and seeing without really being the glass tilts in and changes face but the doorknob stays right in place break in case emergency rinse, repeat and purge and feed there must be cure for this magic bullet without being sure i reach, grab, and pull it let us light a lamp so that you may see the wares you may feel the tears during the opening
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eggshells 04:15
ooooooo the streetlights are shining heat bright i'm armed to my teeth with mode and means peach rife dirty wings flutter sending hurried shudders up the twisted spine of the real world reptilian by nature, by nurture cold-blooded gonna burn it down, salt the earth, lay concrete and flood it with whispers and dreams and everything between gonna turn up the volume, gotta oil that machine and the venom should be sweet but on the contrary it courses through the circuits like the bitterest taste of cherry and the only sound worse than the stretching of the meat is the shattering of the eggshells underneath their feet oh no, where'd the time go? you can see their banner blowing as they march by your window uh oh, they've got you in their hand through the burlap sack on your head you can hear them chant "who will entomb this capsule in the ground? who will remember to forget it's sound? who will bask in the radiant scorn? who will lay the dirt? who will mourn?" toothless they try to chew through the sky ruthless they fry and useless they find the measured movements of a misused eye leave itself empty and it's counterpart blind and another head grows out and screams it's name demands the fortunes for which it came and the streets become alive with the sounds of the voices and with tumored gestures and voices they stain one last grasp for that piece of rain one last gasp to see the name the box will flicker and it will stay
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birth rattle 03:06
ashes of masses a gust of dust we stack the caskets because we must the wires are plugged the sparks set the fire hives bleed the memories of a funeral choir and through the haze of a translucent page cell animation of a forthcoming day the rattle is stirred from dirt a birth splatters it's awakening to gather it's worth

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all pieces conceived, birthed and captured by the residents of the ben vee bedlamite bed and breakfast 2014 and then softly mastered to completion by tazu marshall 2015.

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released April 17, 2015

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