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what's helping alone
freedom and I
the complex extinguisher
dances in the snowshoe
grabs me a razor
eventually I abandon diligent brokers
slip direct coffee off in tristesse
the enemy of winter
I sometimes hope I can get up hot outside
grinding down the sun
I hold my lobbyists toward my broken heart
my data system grows asleep in good memories
architecture and choke me
rambling on a princess engineer
guitars top their hoodies
you fill my mouth into a corner
I never should make time to party
the ocean’s set method to ban
pearl earring lumbers with me
the homepage of the hips
I draw blood out of the cuffed-up meat grind
donate my body so I could pay this court
I love my warm eyes
how many lives fade magenta ink
pedal at the sobbing calf
say goodbye to my awful factory
the textbook and ladder in error all night
paparazzi replacement in my t-shirt
glaciers atrophy in credit card euphoria
basketball campfire of another day's government
cops of the phantom superheat the medicine
now I’m lost dreaming about zeroes and bread
the laser illuminates fuzzy floods
how soft I get off on the mystery saw
spine is a workplace
double iceberg out my facial keyboard
polychrome fog surrounds me 2012 to 2015
the horror of the pixels
the haste of the taste
my lungs are juice
ceaseless demons at the wilderness bar
born to browse nuclear waste
banknotes we have known
babies up and blog page
loop of headless dusk in a belly
famous pills ignoring my candidate
you're living the puke power true
the tide is all wrong
the wind blows better between us
towel high up
I’ll kill God
you gotta abandon the dawn
summertime moratorium
fists fly tiny scorpions
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2
29:00
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mine was second. I could have had it
dungeons all turned suddenly
stupid touch screens
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3. |
3
29:00
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I st
ill
th
ink
ab
out it
s
ee th
e
love
fl
ee
the
f
ur
I
lost my
mind
milky
collapse
into the
pantone
r
ive
r
I've been
on
a st
urge
on
you
have my
trigger
a non
player
character
f
lick
er
printing
Cupid’s
nu
cl
e
ar
v
eins
sugar
c
all
my
je
ans
res
er
voir
plughole
I'll jum
p out
and slam
the chaos
the beauty
life
b
ou
nd
s
sea
war
d
Rim
bau
d
punche
d me
in the
face
I was you
ng
be
hin
d
the
big
ch
ur
ch
k
rank
y
p
last
i
c
in
the
mo
no
ph
on
ic
c
i
ty
God
I love
i
t
w
he
n
I'
m
no
t
de
p
r
esse
d
plea
se
acce
pt
m
y
ap
plication
to
the mold
salon
little splashing
progesterone
matchbox
the salt
pri
nts
the
summer
eve
the
hex
a
de
ci
mal
brea
ks
we
swim
into
the
house
th
rough
t
heir
t
eleph
one
I want
so
little
but
so
much
a pha
ntom
cure
s
c
or
ch
the dose
your
h
eart hung
noisy
a
flame
th
ro
wing
vo
ice
lan
g
uag
e
is
mean
i
ngl
ess
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4. |
4
29:00
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y
ou
a
n
d m
e
t
o
g
ether
in the physical
realm
I am
back
in San Jose
now
I am
my antidote
we broke
the sarcophagus
each storm
she has
at her fingertips
more of
my
hair
under
water
I painted
the sun
a pelican
party
place
the sky on
the
wall
I'll never
scientific
benjamins
random detail
random fact
detergent
failures walking
conversion
generations
stand up
and the wind blows
strawberries felt
like an amp
on my gender
I'm growing a road
she did
the paperwork
for my street
a hand on the earth
your very own magazine
you're lost
in all
the spiders
we don't
know
the details
of each
other's
lives
hug
the wooden
piano
obscure
feedback
poisons
the pendulum
stereo driving
stops
the lakes
it just doesn't make sense
wake
me
up
wrap
up
the baby
stay
up
all night
in the super
computer
warehouse
witchcraft
placeholder
I treat you
to the polychrome fog
product
loop
printed
kitchenette
ephemeral
plankton
I'm driving
around your
temporal lobe
hear them puke fantastic
now
I paste the night
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5. |
5
29:00
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magnetic thistles
made for hollywood
dark in the vacuum
it's a sad basketball game
the voicemail tape decays
day feels alright with the estradiol
everybody
hanging
out and
stuff
I don't care
she likes
facts nobody
else does
I'm growing
very
embarrassing
we're
all holograms
this
whole joint
smells
like
sarsaparilla up
in here
before I die
be mean to me
I need you
world hunger with the evening sun
blow the air mattress sweating venus
estrogen astronaut pulls the wilderness
I'm starting
a timer because I want this
to be over
the monster
narrows
the radius after
you
died
new
moon
subway goo
husky
has a workplace
incomprehensible mistake
we all know you suck
perfect
paws holding
your expired
medicine singe
the future full
of visual
disturbances
walking the sorrow
I love being your girlfriend
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6
29:00
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bubblegum chimney
became reality
jump
off
the boxes
here's what you would say
when I’m a weather mushroom
you get sad for the first time
probe my pest
today
coastal glitch
mental milk
hello belly
they
bought me
coffee
I read some wow that's
so
cray
see
the
best
of all
the pixels
seems they got my message
marker through the bottles
violet glances at rollerblades
zoology
was within me
as I swam
in the gold standard
sidestep foam
stay away from the moon
my body is a duplicate
I'm your wife
I can walk anywhere in a statue puddle
oh no I don't show up in make me
dropping acid sewage
so much to do today I just want to be a drum
lost lungs
beckon to anyone
who
understands
the encoder
so much
living
televisions
dropped out trains upright
I want to summon the internet night
a wave stuck in your filthy screen
everything I'm doing is meaningless
I'm so happy to hear it
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7
29:00
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I feel the sidewalks
delete my hidden field
thirteen years
I wanted to yell at them
get on the cloud
eat your milk burger
arcane appeals
in the lunchroom
you're so cute it hurts
go into the processor
bandwidth lands
unalterable
she watches people's faces
gives me a joke kiss
I've become obsessed with fruit
if tomorrow is a lifetime
let's sauté the kale
left at a wave
habitable gravel
desperate to be forgotten
sheyenne smoke
the shape of my bath
moisturize the candles
brooklyn breaks
the choral domain
over my foot for you
to broadcast is to wager
with satan and engagement
wizard
renders a silver
elevator
takes
a shortcut
taste
this
lemon
body
of things
and her horse
loves good
rhubarb
phenomena
please realize you could die
did anybody check outside
for the ax in the sky
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8. |
8
29:00
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murder
smoke
my
shadow
underwater
willow
every
sonata
at
once
huge technical extinctions
ski in the wails of my palms
I am never safe from suck
morning
windshield
starless
bootleg
easy
taxi
over
takes me
body
howls
ancient
window
loose
lipids
I hunt
the shy
spiders
fawning
uranium
it
was
a prank
rush
to the grace
of each
other
keep
me
safe
from
you
chrono
curtsies follow
sheets in her coastal arch
gush buster hanging out
and making stock
footage overshare
the apple
orchard groundwater
silently turning
toxic I brawl all
over you
exponential
internet glue
I'm so jealous of your curls
hustle with the snowshoes
she
thinks
I'm
painting
in my
sleep
as
locusts
sell
my
soul
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9. |
9
29:00
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enjoy
the yelling!
the
mythical
ocean
steel
shelving
traveling
to
space
with
text
files
encounter this
pink iron parallel
to the marble shop
the mouse of days
in the metro organic
into my hormones
my bad habits and I
the pavement
root beer bulldozer
paste a mistake
broken heart
broken desert
scan plants fade
moisturize my face
vacant erase what
do I have to do
to snuggle up
she still likes
to party
a b
ig
lo
ng
co
at
w
it
h p
o
c
ke
ts
eve
r
yw
her
e f
ill
e
d w
it
h
c
o
ld
ro
ck
s
posting lions I wasted
my life in my hometown
I wanna
get air
car
things
and
parts and
I don’t know
puppy
mar
ri
age
o
r
bit
ing logos
I've got that
slap
back
go
in
g o
n
I'll always bubble up the sky
phlegm here is your
ticket
to the cat stay
up touch books
god thank god
video tape of a pigeon
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10
29:00
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breathing is a laundromat
catch me in each organ bullet
crying by candlelight
the devil's passionate design
walk past the flamethrower
staring at shameful tears
milk
flake
teletype
burdens
my trachea
fully aware
flipped lake
supervise
rural
lawn shake out
to
the beach
early
deconstruct I remember
when
high
light
chains
translate
the matrix
blowholes
in my
mind
my cathedrals
all weigh
down
oversized fork
sticks out
of the shoebox
your death in the drawer
metronome dog
time
and
arugula
blood
alarm
cyber
libel laser
play
the best stardust beneath me
it's nice to wait it out in the sun
magic
elixir pale
I want your
wide
angle claymation
love
escapes me
I travel to your kiss
I abandon it
every day is hell
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11
29:00
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hyped to elope
and forget that I exist
each day an internal
planet will be born
bless the portal again tonight
wolves in the vapor cave
spaceside minnesota
zora’s in the doorways
all lied superfortress
how much venus nausea
if you value cuddle me
digital dad your zoomer sunburn
farewell to the floating rhizome
I celebrate the baby
in the hiss of malice power
I'm the twelth type to poison
your pacifist but yeah
I'm high why does my brain do this
reach out of the century
yeah that's cool with us
feels soft real thrill
healthcare hallucination
every night I fall asleep
to die from the dream
wishing you were holding me
toads roar to the touch
we'll get our opportunity
digital sandbag your incandescence
I cried ten thousand years
boycotted total planetside
busted econ thinking face
lust upon my final day
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12. |
12
29:00
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sad time kid
has a backup plan
all day dangerous
I'll marry anyone
goth machines
swim in the moon
heat vomit cookies
in a rocking chair
know yourself max out
your clip
boa
rd
st
air
case l
in
t
smokeless
g
low
show
you
r
polar
win
gs
c
ass
et
te
muscles
li
vi
ng
in
crescent
ci
t
y
it's explosive
barking dogs in the delorean
the hips I'll never have
you did way more work
on the night furnace my cranium
likes to say hi modernity out
to scorch the sky sunset
awash
co
nsc
io
us
tox
in
ruin
ferric
jumpsuit
ash
en
t
all
gr
a
s
s
brut
al
c
la
pping
illuminate
the snow
somebody stole
my laundry
detergent
it's
o
kay
o
live
o
p
en
mo
uth
in
my
fr
i
end's
car long
hair is use
ful fond of
the fond of the
beat of the beat of
the beat the beat the
beat fond of the beat I'm
playing fond of the beat God
the beat I'm fond of the God I'm
fond God to the beat of Im fond of
fond to mouth G o d be fond to the
beat of the beat the beat I'm playing
my friend's God I'm the beat of the be
at of th e b eat I 'm fo nd o f t h e b e a
t God f o nd o f the be a t t h e b ea t of
th e f o n d of t h e b e a t I' m f o n
d o f t h e be a t i'm u s e the t h e b
e at im p l a y ing f o nd of the b ea t
fo nd of t he be a t im f o nd god of
i m f o n d of th ee beat im f o n d
o f t h e b e a t g o d imfond
ofthebeatof thebeatfondofthebe
atofthebeatofthebeatimplaying
godimfondofhtebeatimplaying
godimfondthebeatimplaying
godofthebeati'mplaying
godthebeat im playing
g od impl a y ing
g o d g o d god
g o d g o
d g o
d
i'
m
p
la
y
in
g
g
o
d
i'm
p
lay
ing
god
max
out
you
rc
lip
i'll
ma
rry
any
one
i'm
play
ing
god
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Nora Nygard Saint Paul, Minnesota
I've always been searching. Drumming in punk bands. Singing into a cassette mic alone. Trans angst, alienation, going on the road. Synthesis, tape, poetry. Two failed tours, two failed degrees. Reclaiming my voice from the choir, reshaping my voice after punk rock. Years of isolation, hormone therapy, production studies, and hundreds of releases with various projects. ... more
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