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marsh

from backyard divine by orphanage

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[marsh]

You attract uniforms like grass: radical like a knife, opening bulging waistlines, like a sword in a museum – unspecified, imprisoned. Winds gather like strong hands in the shape of hexagons under a tree, almost imperceptibly, until moans and sighs, tears and snot obstruct shallow clouds. Stagnation is an aeroplane falling, clogged, gasping; hysteria elbows through that thick fog. Astride this churning assemblage, wild geese react to every new moment, death or accident; they are knocked free from their roots of shields and spears, shackles and old shoes; steadily, over time, they learn: wind comes forth from fire, brightness hidden. Home is the name of an ancient river which drifts, flows eastward amid deeper winds, flows gradually and soaks through this palace of worldly pursuits. These feet walk new fields, sharp and hectic. Things cannot end with standstill.

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from backyard divine, released January 5, 2016

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orphanage Ypsilanti, Michigan

orphanage is a mostly instrumental solo project based in Ypsilanti, MI since 2011.

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