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Demos (vol. 2)

by Cocoon Hum

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1.
The flutter brushes the hair off my face. Paint big polka dots on my forehead. I dance in circles in my mind. Pictures flowing over the edges. No trace. Blur the gates. My fingernails longer than ever Marking rail tracks on my forgotten skin. I jump from the moving train, Get lost in what is hidden within. No trace. Erase. I turn my burden into dirt flowers. I doodle new horizons on my eyelids. All my pieces picked up in chaos. Inside out I fall on my feet. Unlace. Embrace.
2.
Desert mirage. Longing is so persuasive. I no longer fool myself. Self sabotage. Dodging hoaxes is obsessive. It strengthens my shell. I am done with seeking. I don't settle for less anymore. If I'm not gonna be better than this Move aside and clear the road. Wild flowers thrive With no need of care, Free to blossom without roots. No toxic tie, With dignity to spare. Better alone than split in two. Wild flowers shouldn't be picked. I hate bouquets, anyway.
3.
Where do you go? Where have you been? Watch your step, We'll be tracking. What are you looking at? What lens do you use? Cover your eyes, Not allowed to see this. What are you thinking? Let us read your mind. We'll brainwash you If we don't trust you. Don't be selfish, We're the community, Pieces of the same gear. We all are one. Singularity is toxic, We are purity. Rotten apples fall Far from the tree. This is the right path, Follow the lines. You'll never get lost, Only read the signs. Take these pills To heal your pain. We promise you You'll never feel again. We will guide you And comfort you. Peace is on the way, We'll force it to.
4.
Goddess of "why not". I create naked emotions. Listen to my loose spirit Wander through an easy road. Explore out of this square. Breathe like some lost howl. I use every taste around, Conscious language of joy.
5.
I've aligned the planets With my own map and compass. I owe you nothing. You scorned my hardest attempts. You turned your back on me on purpose. I owe you nothing. Luck has nothing to do with me. I threw caution to all winds. Now I follow my own rules. Further I go, longer the list. I gave birth to my own self. You have no right over me. I owe you nothing. I built the fortress in which I dwell. In bridge ruins I plant new seeds. I owe you nothing. Don't smother me with your faults. I already paid the price, so I'll go.
6.
I'm a master in passive-agressive Since the second red flag. I'll let you project your own frustrations Onto this slippery mirror If it makes you feel bitter. You've created a false narrative of me That fits in with your parameters, So why bother clearing things up? If you feel fulfilled with it, Who am I to make you think otherwise? What I admire most about you is your Unfathomable capacity of complaining About people don't playing by your rules When no one felt drawn to your game In the very first place. If all pieces don't work together Is because their sources aren't reliable, And you spit your wisdom without filter Hoping this strengthens your position, But you'll never catch me off guard Because I'm always a step ahead of you: You're my unrestrained reflection.
7.
I've run out of blood. I'm not human anymore. I've braided my withered veins, Wrote the curse on my parchment, Then buried it in the mud While I'm arid to the core. Stuffed my precious remains. The dress train slowly darkens. I've run out of blood. I'm not human anymore. I bear a cross on my gnarled chest. Two steps and I'm barely breathing. I almost drowned in the last flood, I lost my balance with a blow. Now I float over the blest. Doomed anyone who unseals me.
8.
I leave a trail of fingered memories, Intertwined versions of a shapeless story. Spilled words that have no sense anymore. In my flight to be quickly ignored. You don't need me to need you. To make a getaway was the sharpest remedy. All the battles I face on my own are worthy. So do me a favour and let me soar. If you've ever really loved me leave me alone.
9.
This year is cancelled. Spring has taken over. Wipe the slate clean By letting weeds grow. Scatter seeds with a blow. Recovered its mantle Since hours pass slower. Survival is keen In rough and overflown. Restoring the first glow.

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released June 1, 2021

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Cocoon Hum Barcelona, Spain

Reencontrarme con esas cápsulas del tiempo, esas libretas en las que había estado escribiendo letras de canciones desde los dieciocho años, fue lo que hizo que recuperase un viejo sueño que veía inalcanzable y lo convirtiera al fin en una realidad: hacer mis propias canciones, porque aunque por un tiempo hubiera dejado de escribir yo nunca he dejado de tararear. ... more

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