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S​.​T​.​T.

by Salad Influence

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released May 15, 2013

The scene stands stubborn: skinflint trees
Hoard last leaves, won’t mourn, wear sackcloth, or turn
To elegiac dryads, and dour grass
Guards the hard-hearted emerald of its grassiness
However the grandiloquent mind may scorn
Such poverty. So no dead men’s cries

Flower forget-me-nots between the stone
Paving this grave ground. Here’s honest rot
To unpick the elaborate heart, pare bone
Free of the fictive vein. When one stark skeleton
Bulks real, all saints’ tongues fall quiet:
Flies watch no resurrections in the sun.

At the essential landscape stare, stare
Till your eyes foist a vision dazzling on the wind:
Whatever lost ghosts flare,
Damned, howling in their shrouds across the moor
Rave on the leash of the starving mind
Which peoples the bare room, the blank, untenanted air.

S.P.


ELDRED- BASS
MANGUM- DRUMS, VOCAL
TURNER- GUITAR, VOCAL

RECORDED AND MIXED BY SALAD INFLUENCE TO FOUR TRACK IN LEXINGTON 2013.

PHOTO BY DULL PAWN

CASSETTE SOON ON BRAVE CAPTAIN/POT COFFIN

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