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Demigoddess Dealers

by Lena Maude

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I could once say I knew nothing of the brand new day. It hurts, yes we feel the pain. We wake, we learn to we wake We see, we learn to see. We see, the same eyes learn to see.
2.
Damned Pout 03:48
At the entrance of a dingy colorful little shop With mischief wares possibly counterfeit and shot but harmless from demigoddess dealers, friend tenders. How's it been I've been looking for that love lustre, blue buster, general tonic, super sonic get me outta here. It's in the back room just keeping going towards the back room. Bought Clout Loudest Shout Heresay Tout Damned Pout Through hanging beads, fabric, small talk and dusty coughs passing box upon box on top of unused stuff. Looking to get what I asked for from the dream world.
3.
Textures of water, a rainbow fall, stunned the wannabe know it all. Standing at the entrance of beauty, the source of all things, a cathedral library. Soft light pours onto poetry, the space between unknowing and knowing. Volume upon volume stacked neatly on wooden shelves, prism glass of painted windows glowing. A heart stops, a head spins, resting at the core of I am. I am whelmed with affirmation of this experience. Back in the seat of a lumina van, year 95 slips into fashion again. Flinstone orange sorbet pop fell on the blacktop filled in the cracks that lead to the deeplands where beetlejuice sand snakes hunt for those who can see compared to daylight the dark isn't scary. It's unbridled fear that has no boundaries. I've stepped out side. Swallow me up. Textures of water, a rainbow fall stunned the wannabe know it all. Blatant chaos and connection, an infinity sphere, mouth agape for the swallowing.
4.
Found an armored thought, punched through the wooden rot, touched a fresh blot cut my cause brought down cluttered drawers separated tangled knots considered what's been bought and what's been not. Defined my chin rubbed my skin oh I feel it a deep purple sinks in it's all those early flowers of spring. I'm singing a song wants to be song part of a clutch paternal pattern drenched then wrung then hung next to the mother whose been flung from the cavern to the open just so quick like this like this. All this words aren't from thinking or meant for intellectual consumption some semblance of noise means something penetrates solid as though moderately viscous a venous tunnel leading more to nowhere I lean in a whisper: Anyone been here before? There's an echo from my body says yea yea we done did this you been a good tracker? Been listening to your teacher? Don't mutter! Don't lie! Stand upright cause all those "suppose to"s don't matter little camel. Anyways you're projecting human forms onto inbetween creatures but you see your little deep is your deep analagous to other little deeps blinking on infinitely you see you've gotta see center's here and everywhere Did I make it back to the original matter time? I think I'm find but my face is melting and the whole world passes me by. I'm just so grateful to make it back alive (each time).
5.
Puzzle Eyes 03:23
Hello to turn and go dried to burn to glow foray to bellow paw before paw claw by claw touched foot falls a grip a haunch a lip staunch tooth curled amiss eyes forward aimless to run puzzle eyes, behind them lies above them, round them smokey misty meaning maker sense taker nothingness youness fullness fuckess want it take it throw it to the wind! myriad calliope gallivant freely a brute force, a candid farce oh my lord goodness gracious!
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Daydreamer 04:55
I'm developing a picture of my world. Ten threads spinning on the loom. There's a blind spot on my right and an open field on my left. I'm looking, looking, looking. Look more closely at these memories of stardust, pieces been seen left out in the sun. Framed in red sumac the fire of autumn, window to the rainbow around the sun. I've been here, I've been here, waiting for a mirage to appear. My golden arms out to the side, in a dream I learned how to fly. You open your mouth, take tree dust in, the color of your eyes changes. Like veiny wings breaking meniscus, water being with feel the wind. Gold tadpoles, squirming earth, my checks will drum and glisten. Yes I'm another daydreamer. I'm developing a picture of my world. Cut ribbons swirling into the abyss. Mud between toes maple seeds, pollen float. I am the goddess of my own world.
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In shadow of a light placed trust in mystery and ever present beauty. Laid my hands on the book, grasses stuffed by the handful to sustain my shape. The fog shot me down. Sweet hands helped me to the grounds. I fought my eyes. This sought for feeling - how could it be reality? These eyes are my eyes. In shadow of a light placed trust in mystery and ever present beauty. Sweet hands helped me to the ground and there I saw a smile. Still I fought my eyes. Gathering pieces of me from the field of dreams, the riveting inbetween.

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Songs performed live looping style.

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released March 5, 2021

All songs created and performed by Lena Maude.
Living Room Sound Engineer and Mixery Mastery: Eben Mannes

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Lena Maude Michigan

American Singer-songwriter, sketch artist, creative. Her music is marked by lyrics reflecting on connection to nature, mythology, psychology, and a yearning for magic and whimsy. Sometimes sweet, sometimes snarky - sometime beautiful and sometimes harsh. ... more

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