light punctures through
the crack in the door
the holes in the blinds
my open-ended afternoon
light punctures through
through to you
you puncture through
my sensory battalion
my painter’s stare across the room
my costumed bed sheet twist
you puncture through
hardly through thoughts
just through this feeling of joy
that i wake up in the morning with
i’m gonna wrap myself around the sunny breeze
i’m gonna open up the window & stick my head out
like my room is a fast moving car
& i’m a care-free puppy
with a long tongue
& kind eyes
i puncture through
wildly
& anxious free
dancing with everybody
as they accept the joy
unconcreted & starving
for a night where we shine
unknowingly
& we wrap each other in our
light punctures through
wrap each other in our
light
credits
from In Place of Arms,
released September 13, 2010
voice, prepared piano: Gelsey Bell
flugelhorn: Evan Honse
bass: Andrew Livingston
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Dave is the master of writing endings that instill an ethereal feeling of hope within the person who experiences it. The Field is a perfect cap to the end of Octet and by itself it fills me with the calm tranquility of acceptance in situations where I feel like everything is wrong, like I'm unworthy of everything I have and happiness itself. It always reminds me to not waste anymore of my weird and precious time, arguing the nonsense of the wheel. playton
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