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Puppet Shows and Radiation

by Scott Garriott

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1.
Popcorn Sun 02:28
nursed my doctor so we could pork your hamburger so we could read your popcorn so they could ramble from the setting sun stable like a loaded gun freed my soldier so I could scold my dada art critic phoned your popcorn so it could pop me like the morning sun cradling my bloated fun the popcorn compels you I'll melt that bridge to somewhere water all your nuns take a fast boat to Utah and drink your mushroom gods while they boo my ant farm cheerleaders rob my popcorn so I could bag em' like a doctor's son looking like a sloth that won
2.
I would use my Nanny's handbook keep relying on the hose til' I peeked inside the window saw the Senator's nose grow a hundred thousand meters gonna meet her in the snow walked around my teacher's circle through a needle in the dark knocked a wheat thin off a hurdle met a lawyer in the park several parachuting leeches told their particles to make all the zombie mathematicians force their worker bees to rake the leaves up at the power plant selling cabbages to squirrels eating nuts and bolts all morn putting sperm inside of pearls eating radishes with scorn that's why I wish you would tell me....
3.
Wrong Knife 02:52
Well it's true, I scrubbed out my white well they say, I laid rusty pipe now my sleeves are red stained on white I reached out my hand and grabbed the wrong knife the hip caterpillar caterwauled in church the old rotten chapstick is still in the purse they tried for a bush kill, did not learn to snipe and on top of all that I grabbed the wrong knife grew up all wrong cow, did not get right adjusting to marbles did not set my type I'll cry in my beer as I scowl about my plight my hand is all bloody, grabbed the wrong knife
4.
Wet Detector 03:03
dreams about weird bullies in an art monument failures of my present, chaos raining down internal puddles where I left my burnt turkey all the sides are melding into globs I'm a righteous snob It's a wet detector, someone left it out in the rain and they won't let the barn boys, navigate the modest terrain inside the castle of empty dreams inside the paradox of life it's a wet detector, someone left it under the sink and they won't let the butt-fish float inside another ice rink beside the smoke bomb of freshness interpreted in horoscopes of mice
5.
Tube Station 02:55
I found a new type rediscover my slice the king of the tube station you played seppuku with your hate put the mice on a plate turned it into a paranoid tyrant and now the currency will sell toss the gamblers in the well make a movie out of witchcraft and claymation and if they send you back to class you can guzzle down the trash because it's better than the opiated pilot I've seen more curtains than before at the new antique store just south of the tube station I can walk on a path distinguish it from the last tower built on a cellular level and now it's an old damn shame spectators will use my name telling tales of puppet shows and radiation and then if one day they're right I'll be on a different plight nothing to show but a brain that's more dissheveled
6.
Corn Captain 01:16
7.
They call him Foxbox Legbox the misty square marks in the mud they beg him to swallow his socks he tells her to paint with his blood he uses his fire on the east he hasn't a care for the weak the ant hill is celebrating love the beetles will beg him to lose he destroys the things that he does he wants you to work for his pork he'll kill your perceptions of love he eats his hot dogs with a fork now Foxbox Legbox has been crushed the ants crawl around in his fort the icemen have turned into slush they say reality is worse they call him Foxbox Legbox the misty square marks in the mud they beg him to swallow his socks he tells her to paint with his blood x3
8.
Kick Boxes 02:51
Gotta karate kick those boxes make them explode in my mind because kittens in the crawl space found the way to elastic time I'll karate kick the wood now hangin on to plastic dreams and destruct them like I should now suppress all the horse sauce schemes it's a bad rung on the ladder donkey down in ancient Rome and there's way too many samurai circling that flowered home keep karate-ing those boxes like an old plantation game why do all my snappy polaroids come with a side dish of shame
9.
Inside temperature, outside projections need some detergent for all of the stains mundane unseen kaleidoscope intentions walking on water while stuck on a train poodle-snake complex stillborn Triceratops third eye cherry bomb Unicorn slave days Inside temperature, outside projections need some detergent for all of the stains mundane unseen kaleidoscope intentions walking on water while stuck on a train Turtle top worm love grass stain battle toads razzmatazz ostrich farm bagel stork hammer sloth candle snake snare horn hunger strike psychiatrist poodle fang fan club melatonin bone swamp Inside temperature, outside projections need some detergent for all of the stains mundane unseen kaleidoscope intentions walking on water while stuck on a train walking on water while stuck on a train
10.
ritualistic cannibal mystics inside the triptychs where they fool me can't turn my lipstick into my fish sticks throw me a wish list and show you the way to the home
11.
Eat a Rock 02:54
Oh larval child can you smell the special dipping sauce? I heard you talked to my sister the other day I'm not sure how I felt about it, but it is what it is I guess here we go, gettin up in here, tell me what I want to say, uh Eat a rock on the tunnel's rat king run to a crawl eating fonts like wingdings silly putty in your monkey's hair portal to Bermuda and the bat don't care sloppin up all kinds of propane greasing up the bones on your cousin's window pane sardine diapers on the corporate execs chicken bone burritos on the porch of your ex smashing up poodle sauce balistics never trust a cell phone or a rake on a biscuit this guy, corner of the supermarket flickin' the ass of a cow in darkness eat a rock from the minister's lawn shooting at the stars in your personal dawn honey darlin, looza dobie, loovin for the woo chan, hinting for the snape man and that's where the parakeet cellophane Charlie man comes home so we're gonna take it three more steps, in the child's eye uh, give it to Charlie Eat a rock at the edge of your cliff notes me, my uncle and the mentor's hand poke keep on knocking on your twizzler's comb serenade a rabbit in a freckled dome leather beets down in a dog hole actin' like a short cake in a parrot's super bowl Jesus eats his salad with lard dumping cold lava in a demon's yard full time lightning persuasion sending a papaya to a three-dicked craisin why is pork rat here? eating all the washers from your Grandma's ear eat a rock in San Francisco tell the preacher skinny that the fish won't buy flow
12.
The City 03:08
I walked around the city, making some deliveries, taking in the day you could show my name to Ashley, and I bet fairly fastly they wouldn't know the name I made friend's with a pelican, he said his name was Dan he showed me back to me You could know the way to Portugal, inside a larger city a book reveled the name Oooh I send my love to Chile, it was a little hilly they didn't know the name you could send me back to Poland, it was a little cold and I didn't sign his check You had left that night for Billy's, he had some plans to kill me he doesn't know the name

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released July 21, 2021

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