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Spirits

from Harvest Verses by WIRE LINES

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Most of the time I have ghosts kept so close I can feel them, faces in crowds whom I know even though they have died. Blood on my hands staining plans I had drawn for tomorrow. Fruit that decays in the field putrefies on the vine.
And I am drowning in spirits. Stacked to my neck, to my mouth, to my ears and my eyes. Try for the door but I'm drowning before I get near it. Try to stay calm but nobody believes the disguise.
Fingers in soil as I toil and turn the earth under me, dark as the dirt in the sun and the wind and the rain. Warm with the worms and the taste and the smell of fecundity, I poison the pen and it dances on pages again.
I am planting and farming. I harvest, devouring spirits. Paying no rent but their time is all spent in my mind. Finding I'm swimming, I'm tiring and drowning in spirits, and you are like me. We are victims of victimless crime.

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from Harvest Verses, released April 12, 2021

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WIRE LINES New Bedford, Massachusetts

Wire Lines channel their urgent, hook-laden brand of alt rock through the lens of the hardcore punk on which they cut their teeth. That sensibility shines through not only in the brevity and ferocity of their music, but in their blatant disregard for convention. Each new sound complements the last, weaving a remarkably cohesive musical tapestry that is as inventive as it is refreshing. ... more

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