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Volume 1

by Ruminations

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1.
Summer All Around 05:51
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It’s summer now It’s summer I guess it’s Summer all around All around here Sun is burning hot It’s burning All of our exposed flesh In five minutes or less And the biting bugs They are, thriving I know from the welts that are arising God damn some are Starting to bleed In the basement Though it’s cooler Mold is growing And walls have Started to sweat And music is pulsing Bass notes caught in Thick air Fall to the ground And the forest fires smolder even on the rare, rainy day It’s summer now It’s summer I guess it’s Summer all around All around here
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Extended Forecast 04:34
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in stultifying summers there’re no people, only symbols as such through broken windows downtown, sneakers were snatched but the running away feet, had no person attached tonight’s forecast looks like flying bottles and, swinging billy clubs and a strong chance of opened hydrants and, burning oil drums police helicopters fly low, and attempt to erase but what is it they want, or hope to negate? bridge—subjugation and decay were surveyed but were disconnected from the choices we made tomorrow’s forecast calls for metaphors and more of the same the bronze horse might be left but the rider, he’s been reframed clouds of forgiveness approach but, most refuse to get wet and every truth told is heard as a threat
3.
Stuff of Life 04:10
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stuff of life cheap plastic toys, stack up by the door no joy to be had, yet they always bring more why wouldn’t you burn, a dollar store when the dollars they take, have been squeezed from the poor and the bullets and bodies, are left to the neighborhood as their own employees, are used up like firewood stuff of life dead eyes were a sign, of moral blindness and we’ve long since sold out, of common kindness to live with and use, human compassion takes a big push, against inertial inaction stuff of life so try to do right, in life and in business especially when, you are your only witness
4.
Waterline 03:22
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anxious patients in constant crisis chorus--the tip of an iceburg is well, it’s just that lower the waterline get where it’s at how do we get to a place of well-being watching and seeing and naming precedes video lifelines stuttering screens chorus waist down fashion mostly pajamas chorus
5.
Random Signals? 04:02
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radio bursts radiance of stars rhythmic pulse from white noise chorus--don’t try to debunk funk call it a random clunk cosmic monks glimmer punks are the true beckoning ones calm cadence sounds spiral chorus-- dusty breath (‘tween) aging stars chorus--
6.
Through and Through 04:01
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I might not be Swift or strong Might not have won Battles or bouts But I won you Through and through My best defense Was staying home Bull elks, they’ve, got their fight And love a good, antler clash But me, I’m known for, staying in at night It’s not always best, to be brash Big fish, they’ve got their, territory And out of challengers, they make hash But me, I got, in on the sly I saw that, blinking eyelash
7.
One After Another 03:37
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one after another lines spoken to arouse lines spoken to transcend wrap around me with no misgivings lines spoken to arouse; spoken to transcend one after another no guilt all sincerity erotic and spirit-filled wrap around me with no misgivings no guilt all sincerity; erotic and spirit-filled spoken to arouse; spoken to transcend one after another forceful from first to last; unique to this moment wrap around me with no misgivings forceful from first to last; unique to this moment no guilt all sincerity; erotic and spirit-filled spoken to arouse; spoken to transcend
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It's All a Wreck 02:25
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Accused and tried of first world problems The poet wrote his last goodbye An impression in perpetual autumn It’s all a wreck The Ant-arctic is melting Dogs are struggling, to lay down Consumed our first and only helping It’s all a wreck BRIDGE--Train would run if it could But conductor’s drunk so it can’t He fell down where he stood And though he should be ashamed, he shant Drug dealer lost my prescription Bank tellers won’t even say hi Doctors have no time to listen It’s all a wreck Nothing’s happening, that’s why you find parking No one pays, that’s why songs are free Is this spectacle or state-sponsored arson? It’s all a wreck BRIDGE--Fan clubs for those who don’t show up Publications for those who don’t read Alarms for those who don’t wake up A bandage for those who don’t bleed
9.
Not From Kneeling 03:09
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Can I try one of your guitars? The one close to the ceiling? I’ve been told an open G chord Has the power of healing Saved up all my summer pay And now it’s time to rock Wrote 3 and ½ songs My ticket off this block Juan has drums and Chet an amp Left by an older brother Deb has lungs that when she screams Hide all trace of stutter Count 2 months and 7 days Before the talent show In my head, when I start to solo The kids will yell, “That’s it! Go dog go!” Drums and guitar Voice and feeling Holes in blue jeans Not from kneeling
10.
I Want To Feel (Small with You) 03:20
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I want to feel small with you A bead of glass that reflects the entire universe Unsplitable energy That has been (was) here before and never really left split-faced, stone place grown-over, temple loner root ripping, size forbidding tree-nook skulls marking brutal lulls young monks knowing serenity and despair monumental disrepair of love’s life in beauty and Buddha segmented mouths upturned and smiling ageless shrines drawing wounded pilgrims half-bit towers shading believers ingesting mangos and memory devatas of more than 2 but less than 3 dimensions born of flowers and miracles scaled-creatures churning oceans releasing life’s elixir
11.
Ballad of King David 03:39
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A drifter on, the run from taxes and parole sees threats and throws down he has the smarts to kick up to his elders farmers and outlaws follow his lead and soon they’re kicking up to him but all that’s built on sand forget and it comes back as myth puts a trailer on a hill a palace to some and equips it to brew artisanal brews an old Hammond on a porch where poets put verse to tune he starts printing his own money it’s accepted as much as anyone’s but all that’s built on sand forget and it comes back as myth knows his way around around both guitars and slings and his chords are as tender as his punches leave stings pretty soon a town springs up around his trailer and they bring in meat smokers and big pots for batiking parties could go on for a year without stopping as a few fringe types enforce “suggested donations” but all that’s built on sand forget and it comes back as myth no respect for bonds of marriage he gets in trouble with a girl whose husband is so distraught he drives his Harley into a tree more than a chief, if somewhat less than a king, he oversees a golden age of more than 2, if less than 1000 springs
12.
Fathers and Sons 04:14
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Adopted in pity He grew to be a man One from out of water Who took a Hebrew stand Struck an Egyptian down Hid him in the sand But Pharoah couldn’t dig that So Moses hit the wasteland Father and sons At his palace plotting Hank was feeling sick When he laid down to rest One wayward, but not thick Began rifling through closets And what he liked he nicked But life still flowed through IV And he told Hal, “Don’t be so quick” “Wait for my death Did you think this was politics?” Fathers and sons Sovereign Snake with a hat Came and looked about Said, “As long as we’ve got rivers Might as well throw in a few trout” One newly put together Stood and looked about Saw mountains of corn, said, “This will do fine Just take these damn staples out” Fathers and sons

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released August 7, 2020

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Ruminations Winooski, Vermont

Greg Bonsignore (gregbonsignore@gmail.com) is a Winooski, Vermont-based musician that plays experimental, indie, electronic, ambient, lo-fi, garage, acoustic, psych music, using guitar, bass, vocal, MiniMoog, Thor synth, Mellotron, iLectric Piano, iGrand Piano, DM1, FunkBox, and GarageBand.

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