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Unease

from Euhemerism EP by Ben Meyerson

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Unease

When you rolled into town and dared the colloquy to bring you down,
they asked you for your deference; you sold it by the pound.

Like wet cloth left to soak the sun, this city warms and stiffens up —
the streets we walk will not repent, cement that scorns its ground.

When I woke my eyes would sting as if ravaged by your brightening;
I shifted in my summer sweat, and cooled amid the earth.

I slouched west like a tired beast, tongue dry and nostrils ripe with peat,
I shunted summer into debt and fled the heat for birth.

Reclining in the rot, and marveling at every meal you bought,
you held yourself to wakefulness, your freedom bought and bound.

You neutered your mythologies and hung them high up in the trees,
then snared me in your restlessness until I cut them down.


[Chorus]
I’ve bartered my apologies like coins upon a scale
whose fickle-fingered engineer has levered me to fail:
the scribe who sorts the measured lives condemns me with his scrawl,
but you remain magnificent the farther that I fall.


I’ll stifle my regret and heap autumn earth to cover it,
like paint to weigh the paper down, or praise to warm the dead.

Your movements flay and fleck these stones, their landscape yields form when you go —
you’ll let it settle with no name, fantastic and unfed.

Recalling how you talked, how your reticence would twist me up,
I’ll say I’m starved for holiness; I’ve fed it like a friend.

The city’s sutured up its scrapes and summer heats its pores agape:
the sly remains of righteousness japing to their end.


[Chorus]
I’ve bartered my apologies like coins upon a scale
whose fickle-fingered engineer has levered me to fail —
the scribe who sorts the measured lives condemns me with his scrawl,
but you remain magnificent the farther that I fall.

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from Euhemerism EP, released June 29, 2016
Guitar: Ben Meyerson
Vocals: Ben Meyerson

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Ben Meyerson Granada, Spain

Ben Meyerson is a poet and musician who currently resides in Granada, Spain. You can find more of his work on his website, which he treats as a hub for his creative projects so that words and music can come together more effectively. He can be contacted at benmeyersonmedia@gmail.com. He'd love to hear from you. ... more

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