devil's market pome

from by no more train ghosts



the music was written after being inspired by a poem a friend sent...

this is the original piece, by chris page:

In the shade of the devil’s market
I wandered on under tents,
onto carpets
spread out with ancient television sets,
UHF dials askew
wires tentacled and knotted to
dual tape decks, laser disc karaoke
video phones

in cloudy tupperwear bins
I sifted through stone and wood idols
household gods, mostly plastic

and before I realized it, I had Taken him
grinning Molech, smeared with blood
fully poseable
and stuffed him into my coat pocket

in a moment satan was upon me
hissing between cracked lips
breath seething with the stench of
pork rinds, circus peanuts
and all the damned

with a flick of his wrist the blade was
out, a thirsty ten dollar thing,
and into my ribs

I stumbled out
bleeding and coughing
into the sun
knocking over strollers and Saducees
haggling apostates

I groped for sandled feet
I licked old gum and bleak oil stains
and by the churro stand I found him
wild eyed Jesus,
who is called Christ,
smashing antique coin cases
driving out money changers

He turned toward me and touched my wound
blushingly taking a bic pen
from my coat pocket
(where the figure had been)
and stabbed himself in the neck
slumping down, gasping for air

dripping into the hole
in my side
and onto a framed photo of Magic Johnson
for sale on the ground beside us


the word for word lyrics are the best i could stuff into music.. you can figure it out


from the TEETH of the HEART, released August 1, 2017



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