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Pontifical Resin

by Carmine Moth

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midnightmaraudersprogram Carmine Moth is an essential hiphop experience, up there with Kanye West and MF DOOM. With vocals and a delivery that rival the very best in the genre with its originality. I consider myself lucky that I got to listen to this album before I died. Favorite track: Grand Confession.
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1.
Bird Puke 02:08
room nickel plated slate colored like a leech i can speak fluent ram threats lugged my suitcase down the gangway injected with a serum and its cruciform boards ripped from a fog patch suspended like a root through the gills parasol i examine crestfallen artificial egg whipped like a cream supple body on a fine sailboat vulture swoop gazed from a porthole keep in contact, charming bird puke saltpeter vault blind bump dance hub first class deckhand with an exit wound tall wrecking crew full blast shindig i too boogey the handsome butcher clutch 75mm cannon breech at the balet that's a parting shot lent my name to a chin in a vat rustic cabaret baptized in the topics so called military image on a film set glueing wings on a dragonfly im with Byron and the frattage stays strict machine gun in a state of grace poem object dizzying skylark skeleton of a bishop, wait its loplop private collections in dark corners liquid birth soap bubble set plant rhythm mouthpiece slowly peel off your own loving face i know nothing about it broad boulevard adopted the role who's who, a woman seated i wouldnt read it in a jeweled casket man ray, arm chair with an armed hand you like kanamits, shout it from the pit bleak like yves tongeuy in the summer 4 oclock kay sage china eggs in the warmth kay sage china eggs
2.
pale light flit about the waves and i felt glib decapitated then a stepping stone bit fond of queer things bold lined comet flight long blood jets pump from a ready-made twin pole on certain evenings a wrong will be repaid an heirloom feedback loop of freewill i could offer a nights lodging superb plumflower Leonora Carrington traits exceedingly high rank pinups and Maldoror none spoke so tortured and flamboyant as they noble attendants uneasy in front of a canvas swing the ringing beam fingers became detached like leaves in the forest of the same caress slain plunging schizophrenic stereotype melted for bell metal it's a killjoy a wonder deepened high voltage in miraculous result lapsed into a crumb lamentation died away during the dada verve Bollies big tall wish first of all a fitting reward of midair combat i beat upon it till it broke for a few months returned in august to indulge in a pastiche wont you hush while sharks mate dissecting table and a sewing machine i abandoned my reserve for a niche of prose offerings eaten he hung himself in a frenzy like a holy sutra rekindled i found you unharmed in a genuine cafe audibly breathing depicted like Magritte fed upon the corpses of the people in the district felt a warm trickle in a flesh collage slipped on something clammy, its a dead you a suitable bare rock for verbal telescoping cloud guest finely veined tissue dubbed mandarin ducks no thoughts for the morrow we're well acquainted in gouache after uttering verse i exchanged an excuse turning to my host with a charming tinge a fatal consumption it's quite droll shadows of foliage pinned and then engraved mortuary tablet as a famous review a sleeping household of candelabra lights a promise sealed like pop art back door pant a memoir published recollection of a former birth then a cry burst from a surrealist group the teet of the cherry tree of the milk nurse
3.
Gutta Percha 02:35
beyond painting gutta percha sloth cling disorder urge, wait whos in the rear seat long winded campaign with the hands wrung bric a brac and a ripe fig plucked a spell cast rose silk and a good hug few taps on the windowpane piano legs blushed magazine launch machine summoned pulse taken retinal hemorrhage give up the ghost i felt fine so i blurted out tiny fish rambles and jaunts panoramic in my font admirals uniform asphalt basin false date alien foray little blind alley stretch narrow passageway might as well fuck off soft lit moody no checks gum chewed lay a paw on me and i might just feel quenched a due pause no escape from a raw welt scared out of my wits frigid steamship take a seat for a humble meal servitude badge and a brooding dose telephone call from a remote star to hell with you and the sizzled grief crook im staying overnight for the final fiasco sapo tramp spoof quest skull vent push me to the bottom i rise again missed by an inch artillery postponed relaxed and cool with the ink bottle uncorked the wilted fashion im in trend ran smack into a vacant lot reptile filched undertaker parlor trick memorandum tacked on Saturn's bath ring religious leaders were spiral hung im waiting to be served na i didnt order this electric eels hang from a chandelier well have a look see cactus milk oozed like a christ mirage fire crawled pasteboard brakes slammed on the speedway buckled snap highly complex chain binding wheeze soul nourished jelly wash in a sewer grate odds and ends hob knobbing crotch graze vanish sensuous tapeworm triplet tripe plunked myself into an amoebic plunge faucet turned sad buddha piss pot yesterdays banquet forged with a mammoth egg a voice objected the farewell scrawled the platform horror
4.
The Pyx 01:51
miscarried by a castle clock i was mauled white stockings and a sharp click of the left heel they came to fetch me on the parquet floor wedding feast and a cannon salvo wardrobe closet filled with goose flesh elbowed by a rock crystal whirlpool feeble minded outlaw on the sideroad 4th class express talkative coachmen the vague dribble and a branch that a breeze caused prehistoric turf and a little bit of spider dust no wit belly ripped by a fresh saint crow flock horse dung and a church nell ticklish spot that was on strike working class claim with perpetual pet names pillage a penny bank supply cut blacklist clandestine printing press pocketed great sums dilemma hidden on the folds of a robe carbuncle on the neck leapt into a tram backtracked upstairs with tristan tzara calvary in full gallop for a meet and greet guillotine carefree laughing his head off whizzing towards the outfield with a curlicue my minds snapped down there in the mineshaft tail chopped and i brought you some fresh throats cadaverous canoe thought that was a playmate cosmic sabotage i crawled out of a matchbox picking fleas off a submarine no love letters luminol and the purple milk everyday problems so we guzzled a tidal wave sick prick twitch tinge sit get fixed flank and skirt bedbug excerpt no complication and i will return the backbitten quill snag
5.
im in the bauhaus building crowd muck dragged r.mutt plumbing service known to gut wrench no gripes jam packed lepers well bred like the streak of a scullery maid yeast and lichens hee haw on the bunk the clack clack clogged pipe under sink sailboat in the toilet lighthouse in a pocket high gloss trolley car crashed into a thumb slaughterhouse scrub new conveyor belt lying motionless on my back ocean pitch post and prickly palms broke a chocolate grinder with duchamp so many skull fragments and i couldve picked a bouquet exposed to a draft algae float yanked tooth dipped in light film chains and collars used to restrain the promenade deck a grand duke ran through marine larva and the big vampire bat prismatic lilac of the mangrove tall chimney and the hemoglobin hot sauce typewriter ribbon ligature latch intestinal noise like a branch broke it drowned out the sound of a step that's a winged flock that you dont want chest stretched and snapped back like accordions opera singer inside a syringe
6.
eraserhead profane and blatant theft eyelash batted as the hangman strung me the whole kaboodle its a cinch horse mane toss handkerchief wiped corpse electrically warmed relaxed head jerked chops licked vomit up a poison dose then make a slight bow dumb and deaf exquisite pearl hung lengthwise matter of fact cough up a red cent whipped out a revolver for the grand speech well dressed and i couldve been exhumed in heaven everything is fine you got your good things and you got mine case of the piles triumphant belch so tend to the mutant fetus jar if your in bad straits and you can't budge curmudgeon slur a microscopic pornographic print a grave blunder overloaded dred gush with circuit boards emitting sparks rosy crucifixion with francis bacon watch out felt like un chien andalou mismatched mesh revealed onscreen new piano tuner with a dog tooth so open up
7.
jitter jazz and the click of a mess kit shark fin in the groundswell sack dropped to the bottom of the hold you with a mummys mask in a clump im like tantalus might serve a fine dish the blubber blanked while bludgeoned in a brawl supplicant held a flower up to the multitude what its time to throw in the sponge hurling bombs into a vapid mob fragrant waft sleepy sailors knot perverted raff in the literary weekly brain fogged as im rubbing a statuette miracle drug and they walking on all fours extra ultra poor devil that might beg mr so and so pope marauder full fledged dog cemetary dingy alley dispatch old timer from the hill with the gold dust jaw jabbed made a prick of a christ dream froth and the antler of a great elk na, shaving kit in the crime lab ball and chain that was anchored with pulse beats perched on a shoulder for a stargaze alright rattlesnake on my bedside im a dangerous fanatic yarn spin fusspot bile ridden beribboned vein hung blood loss cut off spine hung open like a hinge internal combustion in discussion over supper horizon overdue coma loomed noone knew extract a measly buck to teach me something ease up once i croak im up in smoke enough its over fortune stroke assorted notes for the tardigrades bravado slap room spun heart trend frog belly hue pie homemade robotic prize fighter punched to pieces in a slag heap vertigo muted hands clapped with delight rode roughshod to old age you dont say angelic sport in the coffin factory steel string zither chemical burn code of late obliterated fill add a comma or a dash and glory be to a mouth stuffed might take another crack at the velocipede quite fond of you on the wing as it were parachute dispute shoot i was boopy duped looped devils take the hindmost at the rear end got wind of my whereabouts aura dredged retch pledge flesh stretched
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9.
i survived the cavern of a blighted chapel just to write a passage mightve snapped inside a sunset felt as bloodletting up tending to gut wrenching suicidal graphics un ending plucked plenty of blooms haunted mansion subletting unheard like monks yelling through sliding panels lush blessings bestowed thus lending me hope the hushed wedding no drug testing pure as white enamel i lit a candle for my friends as i hum heavenly light ive been betrayed whats poking at my bones inside of a castle a violent crackle and jolt felt the bolt of a colt gallop across a bridge and i cringe with frailty dont bail im afraid undressing for alms im calm but panicked automatic fight or flight channeled might hand you a blunt object for love threshing im done fleshing out ugly sketchings i decided to dabble i downed the final capsule its something messy none could fetch me from under a tank tread trench lantern shrapnel punctured thundering spikes tunnel bending the fragile trip line of lifes lasso from net to chum bucket im like a shadowy clone come get me im trapped the latch grafted and wont budge reunited with dymphna pureness obscured i offered a rose long-stemmed and she stabbed herself with the wrong end a coffin standing upright its contents will likely spill ivory pillar lit in 1917 i was killed watching the fallen with ramiel im gone a bearer of instructions combusted in the catacomb archangel chaperone all to hell we off i fought with saint damien hanging from a buttress like a bull headed patron pissing into a goblet decapitated waving in a field melted film projectors sputtering purr purged the demonic neurotic outbursts im still bat wing scapular enraptured and undead a pulse channel thats transposed alright the vamp backroads asleep like indrid cold blackrobed photographed vultures feeding im bleeding a bird flock they tried to murder me in the old bank building i prayed

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From advent to apostasy and the rotting, pressed roses defiled a course in miracles. Wes, I'm sorry I didn't read the Bardos.

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released August 9, 2021

Produced by Shu Melody

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