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The Halls of Vivian Grey

by Kate Westfall

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1.
He Finds 05:28
He finds where the purple cabbage buries itself and peels them one by one. He finds how the cloud coverage blackens its pockets and steals their billfolds. He finds how the lamplight cannot illuminate the keys that you buckshot on the lawn. Ignightibo He finds how the lovely ladies form the helmets to the skulls of warriors. He finds all the electrical fences in all my snowstorms. He rails all of my derailed locomotives. He has the perfect nook for black and whites and hides me safe inside his venus girl trap. Ignightibo
2.
Vivian Grey 05:35
I wrote in my rooms, “The Halls of Vivian Grey”… You unfamiliar man who now attracts my appetite of curiosity, our chemistries’ invisibility moves through imaginary futures, acts out our discoveries, connects, enacts the moments that our personalities transform into familiarities, our understandings of each other, facts. But answer this, before we start to spend our lifetimes fusing souls where cut to cleave ’til Death, the Separator freshly rends our Soul into the parts we lived to blend: Which one of us will be the first to leave, and which of us would you prefer to grieve? I wrote in my rooms, “The Halls of Vivian Grey”…
3.
I wish that I could cross that road, but I just can’t seem to leave my home. I wish that I could meet you, but I just can’t seem to leave my window. I wish that I could miss you but I don’t even know what I’m missing. Someday, I’m gonna find my crossing guard guardian angel. Crossing guard guardian angel, strong enough for stopping cars. Crossing guard guardian angel, giving me courage to cross. Crossing guard guardian angel, with reflective vest and wings, in the headlights shimmering. Crossing guard guardian angel, take me to another town where the cotton candy clown makes his rounds, and the BMXers jump their homemade ramps, and the breakdancers’ boomboxes never run out of batteries. Crossing guard guardian angel, strong enough for stopping cars. Crossing guard guardian angel, giving me courage to cross. Crossing guard guardian angel, with reflective vest and wings, in the headlights shimmering.
4.
There’s a stream, a bog, on this darkened path. Stepping slowly, carefully, through the fog along a ravine full of steam, he spies on the rise, a castle’s firelight. By the stars, he is reaching a castle’s window light. There’s a light…. The king’s pet giant considers how he’s keeping the kingdom safe while the king is sleeping. Where’s the king? The king’s pet giant pulls up the reeds at the moat as he strolls over the stone court wall. The king is in his bed….. The king’s pet giant weaves the reeds, he moulds the gold, reinforced with jewels. In the courtyard, he builds a cage. The cage is in his chambers. The kingdom is safe.
5.
Next time I switch you with each other’s selves, it won’t be just a bodily exchange. Your brains will also have to be involved. It will be more than muscle, lung, and pelvis, more finding strides and sights estranged. There will be foreign thoughts you’ll have to solve. The only part of you that will remain will be the part that is not physical: Your personality, your mind, you soul. Part One of this experiment on brains will be to find what kind of interval exists between those parts heretofore whole. In some ways, difficulty will be lessened with quicker recognition of the skin that comes with one another’ memories. Your clothes will be familiar as your dressing. you'll know the names of neighbors, friends, and kin, you’ll have the brain’s collected inventories from all past training, learning curves, and genes. How will you, then, react to stimulants? The other’s acts will be your history. How will we know the difference between respsonses based on time’s develptment and on your dispositions’ switchery? I’ll run tests for questions such as this and other points of curiosity until I’ve been quite satisfied and then, Part Two will start, and with a special twist that will maintain your reciprocity. Your bodies and your brains returned again, you’ll yet remember this experiment, and knowing one another with your mind, you will know an empathy complete. My final test: Affection or Resent? Perusing one another’s banks you’ll find all access to past memories, replete. Possessing such a private memorandum, including your most shameful moments, bared, how will you judge each other outside fusion? It’s possible you’ll be repulsed and shun the company that you are forced to share, but I hypothesize a crossed conclusion: Such unprecedented intimacy beyond contrived romantic fantasy, could lead to default love, from sympathy.
6.
God's Ground 04:58
Well the wind blows by with the Devil on the side You better keep your feet on God’s Ground. Tonight the Devil’s ridin’, tryin’ to catch your eyej. You better keep your feet on God’s Ground. Suspicious eyes lead you awry. You better keep your feet on God’s Ground. But looking for trouble just leaves you dry You better keep your feet on God’s Ground. Well the floods are comin’, the floods are comin’. You better keep your feet on God’s Ground. The floods of self-doubt ridin’ high. You better keep your feet on God’s Ground. When the edge of sickness tries to cut you down, You better keep your feet on God’s Ground. Your mouth is dry but your prayer’s still alive You better keep your feet on God’s Ground. If the Devil leads your brother away, If the Devils leads your sister away, If the Devil leads your lover away, Your children, if he takes your children away, If temptation leads you astray and you want to walk the easy way, You’d better march on, you’d better march on. You’d better dance on, you’d better dance on! You better keep your feet on God’s Ground.
7.
Core 07:07
Call my name from your sun. When I get there, I’ll burn for you. Spread my spent core, blackened heaps of ore, fertilize a Pangea forest. In that shelter, you can radiate all your sun-moon-man beamings of soul. In the forest of escapee love, radiate and burn. Call my name from your sun. When I get there, I’ll burn for you. Spread your spent core, amber heaps of ore. Blend your beams with my seeds of love. Call my name from your sun. When I get there, I’ll burn for you.

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All tracks recorded as “single takes”: songs performed
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released February 14, 2017

All songs written and performed by Kate Westfall.
Eric Barnett - audio engineering (recording/mixing/mastering)

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