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crest, fallen

from down to the junkyard by moody alien

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"crest fallen
the borders were gilded
guilt was her games
til the brisket splayed to the hilt
the borders were fallen
the quest was amiss
crest fallen
her games were built
on the belief that borders
no matter how crisp
would be filled with briskets
and splayed to the hilt
crest fallen
not tardy
nor looked in the eye
her games was guilty
she wanted to be built
she asked for borders
and I splayed them to the hilt"

--all n4tural-- [2012, unpublished]

credits

from down to the junkyard, released September 9, 2016
music by moody alien & Skouras In Spetsai (drums, trombone, keys, additional mixing).
soundcloud.com/skouras-in-spetsai

live-coding of harmonica treatment, poetry & recitation by all n4tural.
soundcloud.com/all-n4tural

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moody alien Θεσσαλονίκη, Greece

moody (adj.): [...] subject to sharply varying moods [...]

alien (n.): [...] anyone who does not belong in the environment in which they are found [...]

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