big town blues (i) ::
small empire of life

i hear a trombone
it directs

it’s not the pitch & the air
though they’re apt
it’s the sonority

& it’s not a perfect example
there’s a rough discordance
bought out by the rush

but when the instrument’s played
it swarms me
to my small empire of life



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big town blues (i)
that was this morning
my grey is a coat
bikini hotel
up the kriek
small empire of life
lobby watch
that is you luxembourgers’ fault

big town blues (ii)
degraded stress
since the day is wasted
the conversatiee
veer horizon
sea picture
it’s process
the vibrate

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