made a machine by describing the landscape
a child made out of a song about money
our sex became a boxer who moved in next door retired
a separate man we thought we knew
joked about him feared a little bit nodded hello
admired from a distance
like when leon spinx moevd into town
my leg falls asleep and becomes a telephone call
whispered on the black stairs
the cord disappears behind the kitchen door
breathing in the pauses seeing how long
we can go without saying anything
| 1 | Funeral Singers |
| 2 | The Eye You Lost In The Crusades |
| 3 | Frosted Tips |
| 4 | Better Angels |
| 5 | Wade In The Water |
| 6 | Krill |
| 7 | Black Metal Valentine |
| 8 | Our Kitten Sees Ghosts |
| 9 | Pastry Sharp |
| 10 | Wingbone |