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Two Maple Keys

by Maudlin Magpie

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1.
The Garden 05:24
i awoke into dusk twisted in bed sheets clawed my way from these misshapen memories i looked out the window pane she’s there in the garden just after the rain uprooting green from each cast spade for hidden beneath the weeds await and she calls up to me says my darling don’t worry but the lamplight casts specters that dance through the yard a solemn boy waits along the edge of the river searching his image amongst the murk and the mire and there on the surface a lady’s figure with the soft features of his late sister he tongues the reflection like a lily on water as they sink into one and extinguish each other so i wait until the night falls to come out and see her and she kisses my forehead and coddles my hands she says you mustn’t hold on dear to these scalding embers because the body remembers until they bury you dead a magpie stakes watch along the stillborn horizon mourning the day and gnawing the flesh an old oak holds so tight to its acorns while the scavengers sleep in fields aglow so quiet they sleep
2.
we'll hopscotch  around shadows striated light falls on sidewalks and we'll play in parks while the sentry sleeps so quiet these city streets and the sun speeds through highway signs like film, our faces, flickering in the light and so we ride on a horse steady through zoetropes but do my prints glow like the stars from telescopes? oh, i don't know.... now we're chasing white rabbits  through tarot card labyrinths as the horizon fades into a perfect gray birds find their bread and fly away now you're going home but you never left so close your eyes shake the etch-e-sketch and there, we'll walk, past the dead as children, we'll awake, in our beds and like tangents, we'll touch, and alight fumbling and feeling in the night you slept there oh so still under the old oak  and my hands let go and my secrets spilled  and now they're buried beneath me so we'll play in the mud and dream of the northwest where someday we'll meet and exhume this hope chest
3.
a faint light projects beyond its warmth not weighed down by the storm's existence leaving nothing for the morning sun for proof of its existence how it flickers like a firefly or a white cloud to a pilot's eye but the way the light fell on you two wandering souls step in from the cold and stumble towards a dim candle the hand's grasp for the flame the finger's, regain feeling and begin to burn with frostbite and so the body withdraws into the cold night she said I know you say you see, but i don't feel it anymore i say its there in your eyes, but not not as bright as before but the way the light fell on you
4.
you wake up and find that your heart has left you alone to your thoughts without a compass you search the sky as opaque as the mariner's rime the sirens, those misfit toys the bodies, capsized on the shores where the ocean gets craggy and bare she asks you to wait for her there linger yet a while  thou art so fair and be with me tonight my love don't despair  these whirl pools and watery graves where you'll drown as you wait until the moment that you decide to paddle against the tide for the swell and its decay will exist til the end of days like clouds hung dry or the star soaked sky linger yet a while thou art so fair and be with me tonight  my love don't despair
5.
Sunrise Cafe 03:55
i left you in a song i wrote today you were waiting for someone new, not me that's how the story goes, its better this way the comforts of tried and true cliches these miscarried dreams we keep inside buried under sheets, clinching flashlights but what of them remain and what dies? and what is born again, not yet realized? but i was checked out long before i found her at my door from diving bells and wishing wells our satellites traverse debris and space expand, retrace ellipses through time on ottomans we sang in summer tongues the lampshades hung and swayed in trees above the illumine bugs did blink, not synchronized lighting one way roads through the dark night now in resin you remain, shellacked and stained from a painting hung in a quaint sunrise cafe our coffee presses steeped in bitter dregs on the brink of something new, something unmade but she was checked out long before she found me at her door from diving bells and wishing wells our satellites traverses debris and space expand, retrace ellipses through time
6.
all this mind, has got me lonely never quiet, always hungry oh Sylvia, won’t you hold me? don’t spill the blood and wait for the angels when you close your eyes to dream do all of the neighborhoods in the city sing? in a hum that sustains you? for each desire, steals a moment til I am empty, I am homeless oh Alejandro can you see me? i need your eyes... to walk through buildings when you close your eyes to dream do all of the neighborhoods in the city sing? in a scream that sustains you?
7.
a child came up to me said "strangers, they know themselves" but i don't know anything just what i read and feel she waits for me patiently for the waters to calm themselves once the wake of the others gone the bottom is still and clear and when the bass drum kicks steady in my heart like a stalled out car surging to jumpstart as the long lost child makes his way home the wind-up bird keeps time like a metronome and there in the open field oh how the winds did howl a shimmering ocean of grain for one moment, i lost myself but the ink well is drying up the quill has become blunt and worn but the flame has not yet burned out so i must continue on and when the bass drum kicks steady in my heart like a stalled out car surging to jumpstart as the long lost child makes his way home the wind-up bird keeps time like a metronome
8.
Naomi's Song 02:58
she bellows through lock as dark as the night while the willows swallow her cries alchemy and breath turn sangre to sap as they weep for this maiden in flight a boy appears with a candle so bright blanching forest through scratched spectacles he tramples the plots  of graves he has sown  searching shadow to tranfix the light the void and the spaces existence in stasis  he looks towards the north star that the darkness encases gilded by silhouettes of willows wept dry alight from a taper held high the forest a flame, turned ashen terrain  they are all that remains and like a biblical verse, earth's creation reversed,  they sink through the hour glass sand shadow and light erased by the night they awake to a new day at hand the void and the spaces existence in stasis  she looks towards the light house that the darkness encases with the skeletons swept up they walk side by side painting contours with blossoming lore the songs they sing imbue everything a new day the past falls away
9.
oh i know you’ve grown tired still the ghosts follow you for you heart is not quiet not its virtues bleed though you feel his affection his manners bold but aloof for he’s the one who ensnares you to the low hanging fruit so wait for it to rise and sleep on it tonight so you leave for the mountains and pitch a tent near a den for you mistook its desertion not know how close you’ve been to the unknown and the feral towards an eminent death waking every few moments to the sound of your breath for you arms they are not tired of digging and your body’s not yet tired of living so we’ll wait for it to rise and sleep on it tonight seeds are striving and seeking though dormant they thrive on the suinlight and the soil oh an abundant supply and one day when we’ve budded branches climb towards the sky though they reach they grasp nothing my lover and i though we reach we grasp something my love, you and i
10.
Walt's Flute 03:52
she found herself in day dreams and was witness to her death she’s breathing underwater whilst watching overhead now beneath the story’s surface of past lives and past fates fatherboy is writing a song we’ve longed to play and it goes oh oh, he’s so far away we’ll find the pig of paraguay and ask him about his book you will coo at me through green blue eyes like a twinkling brook now we’ll sing to remember the imaginings of youth before walt’s flute called us and our stories did dilute and they go oh oh, he’s so far away listen to the rain fall its pit and patter in the drain from a spring sky so stark now as our wakefulness wanes hold on to that thread, love between consciousness and dream its where you’ll find your breadcrumbs that will lead you home again and we’ll go oh
11.
12.
on a camphor scented pillow is where she lay her head as the seasons did undress her in a silent burlesque this fermenting desire each night she closed her eyes as she dreamt of distant cities and the parting of the skies to take her away oh why had she stayed? and like the body of a candle his trunk was long forlorn its limbs once cranes and dozers now atrophied and numb and at the mercy of existence he ignored its fatal cries as he kept in constant motion in this body he despised so constant the pain oh why had he remained? the fate of all things embraced by gravity so please, child, don't wait don't prolong your levity outspoken as a cynic with a frail stricken heart a self analyzing solvent all his pieces come apart as he climbs the tallest branch there as the demons circle round taking shots at this pinata finally silenced to the ground return into the earth for death, oh splendid mirth as flesh it turns to flower for this perennial rebirth the fate of all things embraced by gravity so please, child, don't wait don't prolong your levity
13.
If & When 04:02
if and when we had the end in mind were we betrayed by our own foresight? a vacant sky with no stars in sight your eyes like sand in oysters closed tight you cast your net so far that you’ll never bring it in and if you did you’d wish you’d thrown it off the other end and all these pieces but nothing whole and its dying in our hands but did you hear? the crippled church in prayer its rattling sign oh, sweet soliloquy i take your hand as shadows sidle by return to where? erased by streetlights you cast your net so far that you’ll never bring it in and if you did you’d wish you’d thrown it off the other end and all these pieces but nothing whole and its dying in our hands i stand between two thieves stealing moment and memory but where do you stand? do you stand with me?

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released July 14, 2012

written and recorded by jason horodyski
mastered by max davies
cover artwork by katherine rutter

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