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Gaudí Started In Sarrià

from Purple Barceloner by Tom Hymn

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First crack and I'm down the hill in a barrel full of glass. A roller coaster of murder and make believe. I get out I look back and I laugh. I slept the whole night with the light on. "She must be some sort of witch." They say it's just like shooting kids in a hogshead. So long and thanks for all the fish. I listen I swear I do but no one's hearing me now. They're all staring at a series of photographs in a six year old's mind. If I knew Neruda they'd name this square after me. I'm rubbing their eighty-nine eyes in amazement while the gypsies are selling autographed pictures of Jesus. Mr. Blair is writing the headline about some crazy fascist who thinks she's the best matador in town. Just like a casteller I climbed right up to the top. Now I'm five stories high looking down at our tangled bodies in bed. That's one hell of a lover's knot. The penny arcade is empty now cause everyone knows a war is starting in the land. You're in some foreign aisle looking for your own record because that's always been a dream of yours. And even if it were just Side B Track 11 well that'd be more than enough. That wax has been spinning round your head when they bust down the door. You'd think it'd be too much to turn a woman out of bed but no, not anymore. You're wearing nothing but the mala round your neck when the soldier he bends down. And he whispers in your ear "I'm so tired." But no one's hearing me now! Please don't make me speak. I ain't got nothing to say. Thirteen turns and I'm still not dead and the band is playing our song. Lady in C for the lady of the sea and I'm rubbing that second salt in my cheeks. Gaudi's at home in Sarria watching the whole thing on his TV with his feet propped up in the clouds. As the horns begin to swell with a smile on my lips the blade comes crashing down. That blade comes tumbling down. The mala falls and my neck opens up and the doves they fly out.

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from Purple Barceloner, released July 15, 2018

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Tom Hymn Grand Rapids, Michigan

Slinky folk trance garage punk from la Época de Oro.

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