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by autarkeia

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Saving Seeds 04:38
Still Broken 03:43
you should not be sending me cards you should not show up at Christmas time and birthdays you should not be sending letters as if you are there for anyone. I know what you’re doing. Maybe you do, but I don’t think so. I don’t think you do. don’t assume we forgive you, and don’t think that your gestures will make up for hurting them they’re still broken from years of your torment everything is not okay keep hiding behind your imaginary right of forgiveness I’m not your christ. I don’t forgive you. every gesture you make is an insult
holes at the elbows the outside a little lighter than the inside avoidable rusted van still running choking smell of dust settled after years of work in the sun forgotten health conditions not cared for prescriptions not filled since the last year worthless because there’s no money being made avoidable, forgotten, worthless palm trees, condo balconies paved driveways, swimming pools take a picture you’ve earned it your children deserve it. country clubs, secure gates, detailed cars you’ve earned it. you’ve earned this and we’ve earned this we’ve brought it upon ourselves but we’re all dying we’re all dying and we want more we’re all dying we don’t miss our things when we’re breathing our last breath
Wrapped Up 03:28
this the end we’re all wrapped up too tight this is as naked as it’s ever been
what will remain of us when our accounts are deleted and all the time we spent typing into the air is gone forever. what will validate our humanity if we leave nothing but an ocean of keystrokes that have been jammed so far back in history that no one can find them and if we have children will we provide for them the same distractions that kept us so still and will they use headphones and watch their shows as we eat in silence? how are we any different? we choose to be so distracted afraid of being lonely scared more than anything of boredom with ourselves believing in the false sense of community that surrounds us so comfortable so comfortable, but never quite content
Statues 07:23
the weight of a thousand pews and the statues that sit on them lifted projectors, tracks, tithing envelopes, hymnals, little pencils, and insincere handshakes dissolve all away we were six years old with sins eating crackers and coloring Noah’s ark getting used to our cages but guilty of wanting to ride bikes in the 10 am sun with strawberry popsicles, scratched up knees training wheels rattling their way down the streets while friends play tag, find turtle eggs, climb trees, and skip rope now we can make up for those days spent feeling ashamed of our bodies and our questions our ideas our gold and statues want to be a part of it all something inconclusive with hopes carving stone into delicate figurines tokens of the things we’ve created and the ideas we’ve resisted and now we whittle it all away each time I recognize the source of restrictive thought I’ll whittle it all away away, we whittle it all away and now we’ve whittled it all away
if I wait, wait for tomorrow who knows what will happen maybe we can go to the beach or fly in the sky on the wings of a dragon if I wait, wait for tomorrow who knows what will happen maybe my princess will be waiting for me and we’ll battle that ogre as the story grows older and go for a ride on my unicorn Lyrics by Robbie's daughters, Kiera and Sophia



released November 25, 2011


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