All Saints' Day 2

by A Pregnant Light

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1.
St. Damian 04:26
LIKE LEATHER IN THE RAIN SLIDE OFF YOUR FLUID FRAME RUNNING DOWN BOTH OF YOUR LEGS WET YOUR BODY THEN INTO THE STORM DRAIN PINNED TO THE BATHROOM WALL A BROKEN MIRROR NEXT TO AN OPEN STALL TWO LILLIES ON THE FLOOR CRUSHED INTO VIOLET VIOLENCE I HEARD YOU NEVER DREAM YOU NEVER DIE YOU NEVER SPEAK YOU WOULD RATHER CRY ANGEL DRESSED IN DIRTY WHITE ON AN EARTHBOUND NIGHT WHO IS THAT GIRL I SEE SHE’S THE ONE WHO KEEPS HAUNTING ME OUT OF THE HALLWAY LEFT RIGHT LEFT RIGHT UP DOWN GET DOWN WATCH ME RISE JUST SAY MY NAME AND I’LL APPEAR YOU KNOW I’LL ALWAYS HEAR YOUR PRAYER ST. DAMIAN ST. DAMIAN AND YOU’RE NEVER ALONE BECAUSE I’M YOUR HOLY GHOST
2.
DEAR IMAGINARY DIARY THAT I HAVE NEVER WRITTEN IN BEFORE I NEED YOU FOR A MOMENT TO TAKE DOWN THE EVENTS OF THE EVENING I HAVE A PENCHANT FOR FORGETTING THAT’S JUST HOW MY MIND WORKS JUST LET ME FIND A PEN OKAY OKAY WHERE DO I BEGIN IT WAS DARK AND STORMY AND SHE COULDN’T IGNORE ME IT WAS AWFUL TO SEE AND A WORSE PLACE TO BE JUST LET ME TURN THIS PAGE TO A FRESH WHITE SHEET IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN ALL THIS POWER ALL THIS MEMORY I COULD TELL YOU EVERYTHING I WAS BACK IN FRONT SEAT COUNTING EDGES OF THE STOP SIGN ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE SIX SEVEN EIGHT HURRY UP, IT’S GETTING LATE I DON’T WANT TO LINGER UNLESS YOU RUN YOUR FINGER ‘CROSS THE BACK OF MY NECK JUST ABOVE MY CHAINS AND REMIND ME AGAIN HOW YOU SAY MY NAME IT’S STILL THE SAME OLD ME THE MAN OF YOUR DREAMS WE CAN DRIVE ALL NIGHT BUT WE CAN NEVER BE FREE HAVE YOU EVER NOTICED ALL THE SAINTS HAVE THE EXACT SAME ENDING TO THEIR STORY THEY WERE GOOD AND THEN THEY DIED AND THROUGH SOME MAGIC ACT THEY’RE GLORIFIED SANCTIFIED SET ASIDE FOR ALL OF TIME LET’S BECOME SAINTS LETS DIE TODAY LET’S BURN OURSELVES WE’LL MAKE A HANDSOME FLAME ALL THE SAINTS ALL THE SAINTS ALL THE SAINTS THEY MAKE THEM SEEM SO BRAVE ALL THE SAINTS ALL THE SAINTS LET’S MAKE FRIENDS WITH ALL THE SAINTS
3.
DOWN TO THE LAST SPLINTER OF MY TOOTHPICK I FLICK MY TONGUE AGAINST THE DECORATIVE END, NOT THE BUSINESS END. THE SIDE THAT LOOKS LIKE A BANISTER. OR IS IT THE SPINDLE CONNECTING THE RAIL TO THE FLOORBOARD? I LOOKED OVER THE EDGE ANYWAY, AND SPIT THE WOOD ONTO THE RUG, A STORY BELOW. KNOCKED MY KNUCKLES AGAINST THE EDGE OF THE TASTEFULLY STAINED OAK. SWALLOWED THAT LAST BIT OF TEA TREE OIL STUCK IN THE BACK OF MY THROAT. A SINGLE OTHER SOUL HUNG AROUND IN THAT HOUSE. WAS SHE ASLEEP NOW, OR WOULD SHE WAIT TO HEAR MY ENGINE SPIT DOWN THE DRIVE? I FELT THE SILENT JUDGEMENT OF A HALF EMPTY CAN OF DIET COKE AS I WALKED BY. DOING MY BEST TO NAVIGATE IN LOW LIGHT. THOUGH I FOUND MYSELF PLEASANTLY ENCHANTED BY THE ELECTRONIC TIMER TEA LIGHTS. THEIR MANUFACTURED LIGHT. LED HARSH, SEEMED TO MUTE NICELY AGAINST THE SETTLED WALLS. A SHADOW CAUGHT MY EYE, AND THEN IT BRUSHED PAST ME. I LET IT TAKE CORNER FIRST. I’M SO CLOSE TO YOU. I CAN HEAR THE ACID BREAK DOWN THE APPLE SKIN IN YOUR STOMACH. I’M SO CLOSE TO YOU, I CAN TASTE THE TOOTHPASTE ON THE BACK OF YOUR MOLARS, AND I WISH YOU’D CHANGE BRANDS TO SOMETHING A LITTLE NICER. IS IT JUST ME? TELEPHONE TELEPHONE CAN’T PICK UP ’TIL YOU’RE ALONE CALL ME BACK CALL ME ME NOW EVERY SINGLE LINE IS DOWN RING RING SING SING BREATHE BREATHE SLEEP SLEEP DON’T KEEP ME WAITING OR SPEAK OPAQUELY
4.
I KNOW HE’S STILL ALIVE JUST LET ME WORK THIS OUT I’VE NEVER BEEN THE FIRST I HAVE NO HATE I HAVE NO PRIDE BUT I’VE BEEN CRUCIFIED AND YET I AM NO CHRIST IF YOU’RE GONE THEN YOU’RE A GHOST SOME DAYS I FEEL ALIVE ENOUGH TO SCREAM AND WRITE AND PUT THESE SONGS TO TAPE AND SEND THEM OUT INTO THE WORLD IF SHE HAS HANDS LET HER FEEL IF SHE HAS EARS LET HER HEAR I AM THE GHOST ON AN OLD CASSETTE TAPE I AM THE VOICE THE BROUGHT TO LIFE BY THE STYLUS OVER AND OVER AGAIN FOR TEN YEARS I’LL HOLD THE NECK AND YOU GRAB THE STRINGS I AM THE GHOST ON AN OLD CASSETTE TAPE I AM THE VEIN THE BROUGHT TO LIFE BY THE NEEDLE YOU ARE THE BEST AND BRIGHTEST MY DEAR YOU LET ME COME INSIDE, YOU LET ME SHOW NO FEAR

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The follow up to 2015's "All Saints' Day." Think of this as a detour in sound, not a new lane.

PURPLE CASSETTE / PURPLE TINT CASE EDITION AVAILABLE AT COLLOQUIALSOUNDRECORDINGS(dot)BANDCAMP(dot)COM // COLLOQUIALSOUNDRECORDINGS(dot)COM

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released November 1, 2021

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, mixed, mastered, designed, assembled, and sweat on by: Damian Master.

Photo of Damian Master: RW, Los Angeles 2021.

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