Reptile Club

by Simon Lord

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released December 21, 2018

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Track Name: all my life
all my life
noise greets me each morning
sweeps between my ears and i try
to hear the songs it suggests

bounty bubbling up
great roars great squawks
bold frequencies
daubing in bold strokes

every moment
engrossing
a balanced composition
it’s purpose immaterial

in the warmth of the bass
above the fluttering treble
elbows in the middle
all my life

for the first time this evening
i let the world come in
quiet and insistent i am hearing
that music

in the wheels
in the calls in the creaks
in the crab scuttling sideways
forever and ever
a song is playing
Track Name: golden socks
how quickly can i hear you
without speaking
how quickly can i speak without diminishing
into a wisp
the future is skulking
lips turned away
still in its golden socks
you are kicking
your feet
you are kicking
our enemies
i can hear the dry
pines statuesque
needles dropping
joy
desert winds blow
you will never take off
your birthday suit
still peel
my hat off
being everything is a way
of not being something
tomorrow you will tell me
a joke stupid
sweet you cannot let
a cloud sink down
and be your friend
you cannot let
a hermit crab become mayor
you know no one really
it’s wonderful
and they will not queue up
and they dance into blurs in front of the camera
they dance into blurs in front of the camera
Track Name: the grid
your ear lets the lazy conversation drift by
and lands on the feral cry
scorching its way through the air
stripping away each atom
and briefly down to the crab shell just crushed underfoot with such fresh top fizzle
and yoyo’s back to the origin of the cry
the child and now the seagull
s shaped all scrawn and beak
it softens the cries refrain
modulates sympathetically
at least in this brain
simultaneously the seagull
and those strange seals
looking like music
swinging around the grid
looking like music
swinging around the grid

everywhere all of the time

passing train bellows
heeeee haaaaw
so on the money
like pharaoh sanders
what is the point of composing
it is already happening
everywhere all of the time

looking like music
swinging around the grid
Track Name: jail
the phone rang and a voice said i was going to jail
just one of those bloody things i stared
jail the computer, jail the floor of uneven repair
i’m not telling anyone, jail that thought
i’m not one for bragging, instead i put on some music
the sun would do my work for me
a bug took off and the stem shook to and fro
i heard strands of a harmony
a sequence at once luminous and forgetful
the dark bounced in through the flap
jail her in the best of jails beard and all
listening to Selling thinking of things separating
and becoming mixed up behind the moon
afraid that seeds might not germinate? no
they will continue their dumb ascent
the gasses dispersing through the atmosphere
are the laughter of the enamoured
enamoured with a mixture of sweet and salt
i will remember all the spherical objects i saw this evening
i will dream of spheres tonight
in the morning i will be clear as a bell
ready to eat every bar put before me
Track Name: it's yes
if your toes move with mine under warm starshine
it’s yes
there are knots within togetherness
drowsy, bubbles surfacing, sun addicts us

and if the cellar door creeps open during the night
it’s yes
in my wetsuit heart slow in the pool
in that old light, soaking in it

and it’s yes
if the moon stays out
and if i pull fleas from her fur

and if in the car park, cans fall from the door onto tarmac
it’s yes
to stopping at three because we’ve found
a whole new everything

when you see a fire and take off your shoes
it’s yes
eventually you’re in a book,
your body is paper, the food is nonsense

and it’s yes
when you can’t stop running down a hill
when a stray dog wags its tail and yawns

and when green is whipped into unmounted peaks
it’s yes
the sea is part gold it is possible to swallow
the peaks map the bottom of the sea

when you jump onto the bed
it’s yes
and when you are drunk on the beach
your body is floating and the bag of ice is hurled to the floor
Track Name: on heat
each moment the music i hear
the music that if i could capture would lay me to rest
moves, melts into something similar yet distant
It shrinks away from me as it’s allure looms larger
me sitting on the deckchair as the electronic duo drift
across the town stinking of seaweed and energy drink
the music flirts it antagonises glasslike
i trace a satellite moving at 17,000 miles an hour
i see a flying mouse zig zag over garden fences
the music never stops, not while i am listening
for if i were to catch it unawares
well could you resist a look in the eye
and that would be the end of that

each moment the music i hear
the music that if i could capture would lay me to rest
moves, melts into something similar yet distant
It shrinks away from me as it’s allure looms larger
me walking on the beach as a flaming sky descends
across the town humming with night and cockchafers
the music laughs it horrifies nymphlike
i hear a motorbike moving at 17,000 miles an hour
i watch a whelk zig zag over smooth chalk faces
the music never stops, not while i am listening
for if i were to catch it unawares
well could you resist a look in the eye
and that would be the end of that
Track Name: not quite exactly
not quite exactly

him on the dark slope
miming conversation or
merely gulping down sound

her swimming in hard seas
fully clothed it is not weed
that bedraggles

it on the porcelain column
not awake and also not
minding the waves overhead

and we look joyously gross
exactly when
it all stays the same
not quite exactly

not quite exactly
it all stays the same
exactly when
and we look joyously gross

minding the waves overhead
not awake and also not
it on the porcelain column

that bedraggles
fully clothed it is not weed
her swimming in hard seas

merely gulping down sound
miming conversation or
him on the dark slope

not quite exactly
Track Name: passed out next to you
all night we do everything
to celebrate many moles
slink above mighty caverns
we know outside a desert
a seal of feet deliver
the piccolos for tomorrow, men
stroke their backs in the moonlight
and frown: no-one nowhere
saw the swagger of brown rats
and forgot about it by noon
no one else alert like an eyelash
the one thing lying nearest
to that dream, lie those flames
still as a necessary pain
or one outside the crowd
exclaiming a mundane revelation

passed out next to you
passed out next to you

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