seeming – Auditory Dérive

to the lighthouse that faithfully whispers the fishermen starboard
to the children whose days number more than every flower in europe
to the nations that charter their florid colonial highways
to the towers erected by contractors named after kings

god will bury you, nature will bury you

to the gunmen who guard against all of the starving:
god will bury you, nature will bury you
to the screens and the radios where words turn into weapons:
god will bury you, nature will bury you
to the terrified rich man: god will bury you
to the killer of animals: nature will bury you

to the worship of justice, the reliance on reason, and the fire in your eyes…

god will bury you, nature will bury you, time will bury your bones unseen
total and absolute, infinite amplitude, till all the black is ripe and green
god will bury you, nature will bury you, time will bury your bones unseen
total and absolute, infinite amplitude, till all the black is ripe and green

and i’m not angry, i’m not sad, i’m just stating the fact
i’m not angry, i’m not sad, i’m just stating the fact
i’m not angry, i’m not sad, i’m just stating the fact that…

god will bury you, nature will bury you
god will bury you, nature will bury you
god will bury you, nature will bury you
god will bury you, nature will bury you

Seeming — The Burial (Madness & Extinction, 2014)

a nation in flames at the heat of our breathlessness
the churches collapse as i’m rewriting genesis
on the skin of your throat, divine and degenerate
that’s how i want you, that’s how i want you

to bring me oblivion, make me unrecognized
render me savage, render me weaponized
i want you with lunacy, a head full of daffodils
a list of demands, and the bombing of capitols

that’s how i want you: radically
upside down and over my knee
i can be you and you can be me
anarchy

when i want you, and i always want you, i want you radically
radically

when i want you, and i always want you, i want you radically
radically

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the ways that i’ll have you are global emergency
the shape of your mouth is crashing the currency
so call the police in and try us for treason
but that’s how i want you, that’s how i want you

to pull me with gravity, fracture and fascinate
ruin all history, casually assassinate
inciting the strange, becoming the animal
we’ll eat the whole planet to prove we are cannibals

that’s how i want you: radically
three hundred sixty degrees
every kiss a fatality, a galaxy

when i want you, and i always want you
i want you radically
radically

when i want you, and i always want you
i want you radically
radically

(and i always want you…)

Seeming — Radically (Artoffact Records 2019, 2019)

run run run on through the rain, don’t listen to the warnings
and all the skulkers saying someday you’ll come home
cos all they’ll find is your graffiti poems of creation
that say, you and me, let’s have a talk about bones

what sets your soul on fire?

Seeming – Talk About Bones (Sol: A Self-Banishment Ritual, 2017)

it’s no fable, it’s no closure, it’s no circle
but it’s not over
there’s no shortcut, there’s no rushing, there’s no running

but here goes nothing

Seeming (ft. Merzbow) – At the Road’s End (Sol: A Self-Banishment Ritual, 2017)

was it real?
i’ve got to go
back to the start, i’ve gotta find my heart
i’ve gotta know

Seeming – The Wildwood (Sol: A Self-Banishment Ritual, 2017)

i am reaching out to you and only you
i am hoping that my funny voice gets through
cos i’m aware, i am aware
you might find it hard to think i really care
but i know what it’s like to be alone
in a city full of bright, happy homes

Seeming – I Love You Citizen (Sol: A Self-Banishment Ritual, 2017)

now if you leave me, i would let you
but what’s the use of memories?
when now is all your eyes can see
when i forget the melody

Seeming – The Forgetting Room (Sol: A Self-Banishment Ritual, 2017)

and how we must shine
in our moment after time
i can all but hear the chimes
they are long and loud and slow

Seeming – Phantom Limb (Sol: A Self-Banishment Ritual, 2017)

you can call me feral, call me wild
but don’t you ever call me son
i’m running back to the trees tonight
and i can’t be the only one

Seeming – Feral (Sol: A Self-Banishment Ritual, 2017)

i’m a statue of a man who looks nothing like a man
but here i stand, grim and solid
no scarlet secret’s mine to hold
just a century of cold and thin and useless, sexless knowledge

Seeming – Knowledge (Sol: A Self-Banishment Ritual, 2017)