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There was a glass house.

Perched on the roof was an iron bird.

Dwelling within was a man dressed in neon bulbs.



Your hands (O how alive)

shined like gold should.

Your painted face mouthing words

as transient as chalk on wood.

O black hole,

between your dissenting lips,

And how you moved!

Hands like canes of the blind,

feet like Jazz without time.

Those neon bulbs, how they shined!

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from bend you horns​/​swan song, released April 30, 2011

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