1. |
Onion Heart
02:55
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With almost twice as much the patience under my belt than I used to own
Not long ago
With a much longer fuse between the trigger and the charge that’s set to blow
Before you know
Before I go
Still after all that
Last month I found
myself playing
Playing that old trick
Walk away, hope they’ll care
Maybe I’ve finally found a lead to follow down towards the shifty core
Where’s deeply sore
With words I borrow from much smarter people sharing all the work it takes
To patch the ache
Last week I caught
I Caught myself
By surprise and
Peeled the skin off my onion heart
Peel away peal away peal away another
Layer layer
With almost twice as much and twice as much and twice as much
Maybe I’ve finally I’ve finally have found a lead I’ve found a lead
Scraps fall to the floor
I leave them a day or two
From a safe distance
I try to forgive them
Scraps to the compost
To mulch into my past
And turn me into something less off
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2. |
Pedestrian Roulette
02:30
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We establish the scene with our hero on the ground
As the camera pans out to a frankly measly crowd
And the general public flowing
We close up on a pair of worried faces and their mouths
“Hey, you ok?”
As they call and they’re asking and they seem to figure out
“Hey, you ok?”
And the general public flows
After what could be hundreds of previous successful rounds
Which required advanced calculation of speed, distance and route
First steps out, second steps out, third steps out, first sees me coming and alerts third, who jumps back in my line instead of forward
And then we both know what’s coming: bruises for two with a side of scabs
And then we go
And then we go
Down
This is a dramatised reenactment of the day where I lost a game of pedestrian roulette
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3. |
Something Nice
02:37
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I know
I’ve spoken less than favourably about
Autumn
And how decreasing daylight screws up with
My mood
But this summer feels like living in a furnace
If we could just ignore the heat
And concentrate our melting brains on something nice
Like the river cools us down
And for a moment rinses off all but
Something nice
You talk
I stare
Into the distance while
I don’t hear anything
Something
About
Islands and ferry boats
Turtles and bucket lists
Could you
Repeat?
I wasn’t being rude
Just red hot in the furnace
If we could just ignore this heat
And fantisise about being somewhere nice
Like buried in an avalanche
Trapped in a walk in fridge
Or skidding on black ice
And there’s something to be said
About being careful what you wish for
And there’s something to be said
About talk and knowing when it’s too soon
If we could just survive the storm
The cats are safe
So in the morning we admire our smashed up car
Glass everywhere
Count the new holes in the roof
That’s not what I meant by something nice
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4. |
Plancton/Commute
04:51
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Desolate
Corporate
Obsolete
What is my own is not really my own
What is our own is not really our own as it turns out
I'm not saying
All your praying
Be it open
Dead unspoken
Up the ladder
Down the gutter
Safely rooted where once planted and abandoned
Keep deep diving
In your pockets
I’m not saying
No, I'm not even remotely suggesting that
All your praying
Knees cut open
Dead and broken
Food chain side dish
Behind the shades
Eyesores are kept
In check
Of this all mess
The slowest moving part
In fear
Though
If I could recall
What is yet to happen
Flares
Fired against the rain
Never had a chance
Mind
Patterns resolved
Reflections of a mood
In blood
Misplaced ideals
The need of feeling lost
And bound
Though
If I could recall
What is yet to happen
Flares
Fired against the rain
Never had a chance
Mind
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Alex B Kurbis TI, Switzerland
Alex B Kurbis is a punk rock band.
New EP "never had a chance, mind." out Friday 1st December 2023. Yeah!
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