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Alluvia

by Owen Jane

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1.
Cleansed in the old water's waste "Let your lungs fill with our fears" Take in the ebb and its dregs Drink in the larvae and the leaves Drown out the love from me Swallow the leeches and their eggs Held under to cut your mark in me Call it love, call it love Each grey sun given to all our young Hold our minds deep in the darkened waters Led to the old spurges shade "Let your skin bathe in its blood" Fed of the sour fallen flesh Say the words and you are made Starve out the love from me Unworthy ones get what they earn Call their devils, bring to them their flames Call it love, call it love What of your love? Did you feel it where the painted ladies falling Kept them so near Where were the bells that rang for me? Another apterous lepidoptera screaming Each grey sun given to all our young Hold our minds deep in the darkened waters Speak our words - give us our only air I'll speak mine and step from the burning waters
2.
Child - master of his world Garden king, demon of his hill Soiled hands Lost among their work Warring man teething in his crib Divine the scarabs limbs to me Bless them all in kerosene Captives of the gerent one I add thier lives to mine Man - useless in his world Hidden son, fit to rule no one Toiling hands Lost among their work Vanished man Forfeit of his worth Are the killers so different? Am I among them? I never cease to fear my hands From the fields we thought we'd left Come our ancient wolves On the scent of innocense Child - choking in his world of phobias Standing in his filth Trembling hands, given up their worth Turning man, regretful of his birth Buried beneath his brothers Set on the edge to fall Guilty before the others Unsure of what he'd done wrong Are the killers so different? Am I among them? I never cease to fear my hands Through the fields we thought we'd left Come our ancient wolves On the scent of innocense
3.
Pareidolia 06:46
Deeper than the altar stones Outliving our airs Kept full on our loved ones bones - so beautiful Tides met on our clastic words Seas cover our fanes Winds blur all the pillars turns And all our chisled faces fell Down from the summits to worship ourselves And all the innocent ones awaiting our end Breached all the oceans to deepen our wells All but razed in our faith the ediface fell Hands break for the idol's walls Skins crack in thier name Estranged from the hillside's call we build our dread Flesh given to hollow stones Words carried in gold Spent candles to lift our homes above our heads Remade in the shades of us The palisades stay Undimmed in our heros dust - so beautiful Down from the summits to worship ourselves And all the innocent ones awaiting our end Breached all the oceans to deepen our wells All but razed in our faith the ediface fell
4.
Chronophobia 06:16
Are the fissures letting sand in through your walls? Shifting bedstones cause your photographs to fall Have the tailings found their way in through your skin? Fractured and falling in Plagued in all the suns I curse each one And carry these mountains of mine Buried under my flesh And hold my breath Below the tide waters low Has the water crept its way in through your sills? The living swept away in waves around your hill Where the guiltless meet the last of all their lives I shore the stairs in mine Have the visions led the raptors to your halls? Open season for the scavengers in claw Barricaded in the ruins of my mind If I'm a feast for time Plagued in all the suns I curse each one And carry these mountains of mine Buried under my flesh And hold my breath Below the tide waters low
5.
Stone will carry our echos well, sung of all our fires Another drink from Eris' well - serpents in our lyres Pages kindle the unkowns cold And all our prophecies grow old Sing for the dying world Let all the seraphim know Pray that our temples burn Raise our truth up from its bones Sky-stones call for the young men's heads Guided in the signs A swallowed sun to usher our steps Beacons in the blind The huntsman's effigy lofted above To lead the best of us Sing for the dying world Let all the seraphim know Pray that our temples burn Raise our truth up from its bones Fate defies our wanting hands, stars cast aside our words Bare in the emptied lands, free of the unseen ones Orphans bless the crowns of their heads, Feed their angels lye Sung a hymn in praise of the end, Threnodies for light Seers stave off the unkowns cold And all our tragedies grow old Endings behind us, endings ahead
6.
Would the pillars fail to fall and meet the ground where you lie? A flame set in the viscera Erupting knives Wept a flood of salt again and cursed the unbroken sky Take the innocent from us, Darken their eyes Sapphire eyes fade and with them my peace All the oceans emptied in my deep Dreamt the earth had lost its spin, Stole the air from in us Dreamt your breath had come again, Threw off your dust Awoken in Agnosia In the deep of its well Tore apart Arcadia, Swallowed the nails May the wind recall your name Be at ease, my friend I beg that you had known your weight on us Be at ease, my friend Walked the earth to carry all the virgin days that we've lost Walked the path to what we get from what we want Faced my paintings to the wall, Read the words in their frames "Nothings sacred to this world, Burn all your names"
7.
These woes are least among my fears of late Last of the waves to wash the lights from me My bitter windows spoke an only word: "Alluvia" - and I heard Think of the saddest song to call It will come to pass I'll save my will to brace the walls should your floods come back Those clouds are faded yet the raven stays The flocks have parted yet the one remains Above our bed it spoke without a word Lest we forget where we were Breath in the hardened air And sleep among our irons We'll strip our chances bare And face the silent suns Breath in the hardened air And sleep among our irons We'll strip our chances bare And live a lasting love Where the wheel may carry us None would know Through the flames and all our floods We are the anchor stones Out on volcanic slopes in failing light Singing beside our hopes and for our lives I read the narrative without a word That I'd be done without her You'd lose your island and I'd fall before the silent suns So let us give none of our ground and be each other's one
8.
Hidden among the autumn leaves Under the canopy Vanished in the blinding sun Healing waters found where there were none Brought in from the dark Given light of day I hear the course's call Surrounded in the sparks that light our way I see the leaves before they fall Drifting among the streaming purls Life in a living world Fleeted in the rivers flow We bear a wealth of luck we'll never know When I stepped into the sand Wearied and steeped in smoke The water crashed around my hands unlike the flames had done Before an audience of none The run had freed my flesh If there's a spell cast in this world this is as close as I will get Found in the catchment's yawning still Below the moonlit hill Feet before the dying flames Brought back to the earth to live again In need I walked for miles In need of untamed air

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released October 10, 2023

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Owen Jane Phoenix, Arizona

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