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Post​-​Coitus with Nepalese Royalty

by Xander Rollins

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1.
Old Dominion 00:14
Stories on life and love Discussing familial history Over port wine With my father Exchanging our personal net worths As if that was the only value Society thought we could ever provide
2.
Putting myself into another's shoes As a black man, how could I convince myself that I ever truly belonged within the fabric of America The white myth makin' that placed them at the center But left no lore space for those in the periphery Pondering this over pour over Brain scrambled, post Dumas readin' The pros and cons of the pros and cons Pondering this over pour over The pros and cons of the pros and cons
3.
October 16th 00:19
It's October sixteenth Still refusing to sleep underneath my covers I resorted to two blankets today I can go no further Refusing to crawl underneath It's my fear of commitment I crave the warmth But can't stomach the maintenance So I stay above Lonely
4.
Stomach growls Arguing that the future is faceless Mogwai Waypoint The most golden brown leaves you could ever imagine A lush forest Wet with life That warm connection felt wrapped around the one you love Scrapped and sold to you as a scarf It doesn't do her justice
5.
Frost 00:11
You win some You lose some Specter in the room Kill me in my sleep I'll wake up in the morning It's my off day
6.
To chase passions Free of economic anxieties Drawing pensive beauty From deciduous trees An edenic floral gate Beneath setting sun Calling out brilliantly Towards many, towards all And not just for one
7.
Leaves once red Long forgotten And blown away Breath visible Police lights flash At campus intersection It's finals week Who's not okay? Car covered in dew Familiar painful hum When starting up Same old punk bands Past their prime Keeping you company Reminding you the same
8.
On the day of a sunkissed winter I bid farewell to thee, old magnolia Nestled in the back corner of the yard Eyes never opened Roots running through the shaded, rich soil Historically traced back to the Rancho Santa Gertrudes land grant of 1834 Cool and calm Where the natives once stood With Nacuanga just a few miles down the road We're inhabiting. Existing Where the natives once stood Dropping it's gigantic blooming flowers onto the cement promenade below A momentary reason for pause in this garden of eden
9.
She puts my mind in a good place Like no one I've ever met before But I'm too bland to ever seriously cross her mind My words lack charm and my stories are tired She's a cultured queen with a heart full of adventure And I'm a stagnant puddle of water staring up awestruck at the most beautiful tree in the park
10.
The rat race A slow monotonous process Driven mad watching the filtered joy of others Earned and otherwise Put down the phone And return to the underground Life makes me want to go to the same place as before
11.
Holding my breath in this precarious advance Repaying my debt to society Direct deposit monotony Unwittingly a subscriber to financial illiteracy You're telling me to brand myself to profit off lunacy?! Where's the Patreon platform to buy me my freedom? And all my friends' freedom And all their friends' freedom Therein lies in the conundrum The working class in an eternal doldrum As the politicians say ho hum With green bills between golden teeth As they incessantly beat the war drum
12.
Kaimana Hila 00:18
Lighting that candle for the first time since we slept together A tropical aroma hovers over my nightstand Recalling the island sounds queued up that Monday afternoon Brought inquisitive eyes to the computer screen Flights to Hawaii are $500 A lovely evening with you is free
13.
Samulai 00:28
All true artists disconnect themselves from society In order to better explore the poetic chaos within Though it cannot be mastered, it can be loosely tamed Flirtations with madness seemed far too easy At my self-appointed initiating phase of wordsmanship And I chose to delay that action In return for stumbling in permanent darkness Reaching out blindly for thoughts encased in glass jars on dusty bookshelves I don't even know exist
14.
Vlitztomir 00:19
Staggering breaths across altitudes Check in with your relatives Everything is relative I only speak in platitudes A pronouncement rarely met with gratitude Digging my hands into rich soil for the transplant So that I can place you in the light and watch you bloom My young sunflower
15.
Mogadishu 00:49
When did life get so serious? I miss taking shrooms on the path to Machu Picchu And not caring about American drone strikes in Mogadishu Ignorance could surely be my bliss Cuz what's the career path anyway For another lazy nihilist? Building wealth at a snail's pace While sharing office space with coworkers who are two-faced Progress erased by privileged politicians who've privitized race Chop up Betsy Devos' limbs and distribute them among her 17 yachts or at your mom's place Fuck, what's it even all for? I've lost count of bodies in public strewn on the floor Guns waiting for bullets, lusting for more So go chase your money while I count laps on my ethical compass Switch your brain off and relapse past native numbness I've learned we're all bought out to the highest bidder So when my mouth fills with blood and the life in my eyes begins to splinter I'll go out choking in peace knowing spitters are quitters
16.
Silence 00:19
The bellybutton is not your friend And your mom's a terrorist Take photos of your apartment kitchen As the rain drifts down for the 16th time this season Embrace the tank Be your own free agent Sign for less than market value Fan favorite Crash your car into your neighbor's garage Silence
17.
Need to pay a visit to the guild master All respects to the blind entities of the Ruby Yacht Withholding the vision for a grander cause A cooperative of 1 million black farmers Thank you for the introduction Raul We didn't know what we were doing and the project was never released But I still remember how dark your words were And those wooden floors
18.
Crows screech in the background audio of her snapchat video selfies They carry that energy She wears them jazz musician socks Expressions of dastardly movements Poetically spun out out of her nappy hair Unquestionably lovely In a rare midwestern blue county Where the people are few But the co-ops are many
19.
Project the rejection A Sabellian direction Pompeii was the foreshadow to my erection If going extinct was primal instinct I'd let you catch your breath But your thoughts are so programmed primitive I'd rather hear Shibboleth Such misfortune of chemosorption We'll watch your skin multiply Charge our phones on forgotten memories Battery alkali Accept paws in hands' places It's the old school turning of pages Cashed in an iPad for wages Breathing salt water in the realm Of the new elegiac sages
20.
Desiring you most exceptionally only when you turn your back My perennial folly laps at the empty bowl Coastal winds knock the palm tree into my bedroom window Hauntingly scratching and howling I cannot fall asleep Words absorbed by the erudite man sporting woolen blazer A reminder that, I too, could syntactically phase her If only emotions would follow suit
21.
Lake Sevan 00:16
Her eyebrows are the foundations to a pleasant future Plump lips and a private education Curves to match the summered beaches of Lake Sevan A contextually woven tragedy That has no place for me Her presence is my preference
22.
Reconvene 00:23
The craigslist dryer rumbles While the ten dollar scarlet candle flickers away in the dark A side porch damp with rain Serves as her exit through the wooded gate Shrouded in overgrown weeds and palm fronds A familiar routine Until one day it isn't Present for now Though it's time for transitory Escapist mourning Towards these attitudes; We will reconvene
23.
Always wondered what I'd be like if I wasn't complacent enough to accept normalcy Visionary artistry guised lunacy adopted as my preferred modality Half shade, half sun Feet on both sides of the dotted line I guess it's fine This poem is not for you I'll never set foot at Oxford Coffee cup on the Ikea table My scrambled thoughts tethered with jumper cables A century removed from the heights of Hughes This poem is not for you Cosigned by the mentalist blues
24.
Translate the name for me I like the way the empty lot looks Cooped up in a thin-walled dollhouse Drunk in a queen Still unsure about this slick back Still unsure about a lot of things Much to improve on Much to enjoy
25.
Fissures 00:28
I never cared I just existed Crossed paths with those I met With an indifference I only wish I could tap back into The confidence of ignorance I'm the gazelle who swallowed the lion A marked man Who internalized the pressure From all the outside eyes Knowing that it's much better on the periphery Easier on the mind and soul Mine cracks under the weight Weeping for answered prayers I'll crack you out eventually Don't die on me

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9-24-18.
6-23-19.

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released July 1, 2019

Hastily recorded within a converted garage in Clairemont, CA.
[ June / July 2019 ]

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