Spectral Attitude

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Come down and breathe the shadow bubbles within my thoughts
Come down and inhale deeply the mouldy odour of my spectral attitude

The branches of salt, the white branches,
They come from tears that are not mine
From steps I did not take I did not leave behind
And of which the sand skin remembers the flood-tide

A dark passage unites all perfumes
A woman pledged herself here one day
She became so bright I could no longer see her
With these eyes which have seen my own self burning

Now I watch over myself and my thoughts
Like a vigil in strange hallways.
I breathe the shadow bubbles within my thoughts -
Deeply inhaling the mouldy odour of my spectral attitude

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from Impetus, released June 2, 2017

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