Turquoise from Cattie! by Mattie Konig

——— Part IV: The Apparition ———

This can’t be happening
And I don’t know what This is
Cohort in a blurry throng
Currents churning far beyond
Summers on the River Tone

This has to be a dream
And I never quite woke up
Tallied flocks with charming traits
Vaulting sacred kissing gates
Gilding memory alone

Guilt assumes the double decker decked in double apple green
Keeps on crashing through my front door
Truth explains a single crash lodged forever at the back
Goading me to hop on board

Newbuild towns and ancient woods and earbuds piping Blomljud
Fit into a different wheel
Forged a soft and subtle knife, can’t be bothered with this life
I’ll be better off in teal

Now I’m falling slowly inwards
And I’ve turned my back on everyone
If I hope to ever end this I have to face the start

Yes I’m falling slowly inwards
And it’s safe to play now, little one
You were always in my heart

——— Part III: The Apoplexy ———

Vile shade!
In a bedroom that’s a corridor and a crime scene

Wretched beast!
Thought I shook you off when I shook your hand but you’re still here

Catamite!
Child bearing hips in my FOV, in the mirror

Endless grief!
I can’t believe you’re me!

Lancaster, I’m gooning on your custom-printed king-size bedspread
Stole your shadow, sealed it in an expat-sculpted dune
Asscastle, I’m twitching on the rim of grimmer comforts by far
Why are you in this tune?

In the open verse of an English song
There’s an open house but the lights aren’t on
The kitchen grows dank with a wine-dark mould and the boiler’s on the fritz

In the closing hours of an old regime
There’s a muffled glimpse of an ancient meme
An elderly bloke with a big TV and he smashes it to bits

Puer aeternus, I can’t seem to find your father’s orange crate art
Nor your brother’s finches or your girlfriend’s royal mint
Problem and solution both the same, I’m Stockholmed into racing
I can see the finish line but I’m too tired to sprint

——— Part II: The Aphorisms ———

Me, almost comfortable with him as a mime
Me, knowing I don’t have a whole lot of time

By God this wasn’t what I wanted from life
Bygone geometry becoming the knife

Afeared of light we groped, chastened by darkness
Clueless and we knew it
Tomorrow was the first lie of the devil

Your smile compelling me - you know what, I might
Your local Earthbound fan could end this tonight

——— Part I: The Apotheosis ———

In the searing veins and the rising ears
In the burning farms and the boiling weirs
The Blackdowns collapse, all connections cut
And my skin begins to peel

In the zooming stars and the mirrored lens
The recorder lines and the 2010s
A constant charade gets some rest at last
And he’s just like me for real

Our thick eyebrows
Our soft jumpers
Our smug looks
Our mother’s face
Our sometimes skirts
Our biting wit
Our bare paws
Our merging mouth
Our merging mouth…!
Our merging mouth…!!
Our merging mouth…!!!
Our merging mouth…!!!!
Our merging mouth…!!!!!
Our merging mouth…!!!!!!
Our merging mouth…!!!!!!!
Our merging mouth…!!!!!!!!

Turquoise in excelsis and I have to love him if I’ll ever make it through
Make it through

Turquoise in extremis and I have to love him if I’ll ever make it through
Make it through

Make it through, MAKE IT THROUGH - !!!

All my animated friends are singing loud in endless welcome
All the dreams I never woke from finally coming true
All my teenage tears are flowing free in streams of rainbow glory
Oh my God, I’m you

Falling slowly inwards
And I’ve turned my back on everyone
If I hope to ever end this I have to face the start

Yes I’m falling slowly inwards
And it’s safe to play now, little one
You were always in my heart

My school looks like Earth but my classmates are infinite
My chicken and chips are a bit too raw
My first taste of flesh will be on a toilet seat
My demiurge swears in a taxi cab

To grow up once and then to grow so far back down
A chance to try it all again
To hear the words that were not heard the first time round
A chance to make some new friends
A chance to make some new friends

• Experimental
• electronica
• neo-psychedelia
• progressive
• psychedelic
• United Kingdom