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the .designer yearbook. series - 2 in her palmbox

by .bitmoth.

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1.
julyfourth 02:30
julyfourth. for some reason ,this day was always magic ,under the fireworks and the flags. somehow it was always your milemarker ,to show how far a year had come. her television ,too small bed ,hot blankets. another time ,make believe sister.s porch. hallucinating wars on the best day of your life ,running towards a future without her. we hoped.
2.
sleepercell 03:23
sleepercell. staggers at newyears ,blondes and catsuit blenders. once you brought her to a party and she carved a dark ribbon with her smallfingers through the pool. sliding on ,before you happened. before you happened to notice.
3.
kestrel towers. static clips a child cutout from a degrade backing once she vanished ,when you couldn.t get the liquor. some slippery fingers in there ,mostly bones. twigdry. snappy. cops and shininglights.
4.
skipwalker 02:48
skipwalker. saw her once afterwards ,with her intentions veiled. all raveneyes with her bentback hands in her pockets. enough space in her palm to fold you a little further.
5.
describes it 02:57
describes it. like spending christmas underwater ,chancing the ice and two feet of undersnow asphalt to get some drugs for the day. losing your gloves. dirty snow ,where the cars have been. typewriter ribbons ,when they.re see through.
6.
wending 08:52
wending. there you were ,with outsidelights left on above the deck thickening some cigarette smoke with fingershafts. it swelled it did. up and around us ,corridors and such. illuminating the bottom ,like dropping a flashlight down a stairway.
7.
sayso 07:48
sayso. mom.s moonboots snowcrunchy ,everybody has a past. some of us take it seriously ,and others can.t see through it. yours is a gauzes ,hanging over the eyes and filtering. extending time in diamonds.

about

act two:

julyfourth ,in her bed.

with bad taste
,your television
kisses
tangle vines
,your twisting sheets

ensnared and
pulled at me
,obvious blisters
,backyard sparklers)(tint the window
strobe)(

when you put me away
,i never forgot your breath
,no.

i called for it
,to listen:
“who.s there?”

you knew ,once.and laughed
with him.at me.he popped
your body like a
firecracker.

credits

released November 4, 2002

all songs by devonBRYANT (bmi), 2002

all sounds made on guitar January-November 2002
assorted found sound, including pieces of performances by sharonSULLIVAN, brendanCRICH and peteBARNETT were also used.

layout and graphics by peteBARNETT

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.bitmoth. Saint Paul, Minnesota

12 records were created under the name .bitmoth. between the end of 2001 and the end of 2003. Primarily they consist of small fragments of guitar improv, sifted & pulped with a titanium MacBook & various software to reveal buried memories & suppressed emotions to their creator. Each section (& title) an abstract collage with a temporal dimension. The grammar was wrong, but it was very particular. ... more

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