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Drag out the keel of hearts pulled out, raked in
Sent out to seal the street drains
And crying down the grain
Her relics inscribed in me;
Torn down, found in pieces.
Bleeding where I could not stitch
I watch your painted eyelids
That never return my glance
I rend the veins and glare the white below
Listening for your steps in the changing burn
Where we carry the damage
My throat is opened up
My throat is opened out

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from O Absolute Modern, released July 15, 2009

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WE'll PROMENADE LIKE DOGS Brisbane, Australia

We'll Promenade LIke Dogs is a series of music productions by Brian Pringle.

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