A Liturgy for the Discarded Leash, Transmitted on the Feast of Saint Rocco
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[Intro] (static hum, distant woofs, a single Doberman bark stretched into a chant) (In Aramaic, slow, processed) [Verse] They cast the leash into the kennel of forgetting Thirteen seconds of silence on 23.116 megahertz The ionosphere wept with the dust of Barstow Bartholomew’s snout traced the waveform At 8% speed, the Doberman spoke "Elah, the thrown stick hath not returned" [Chorus] Throw the stick into the void, thy fidelity returns The tail thumpeth upon the floorboard of thy heart Eleven years and a single oscillation They are waiting for you to understand (Howl of a pack of Dobermans, vocoded, harmonic) [Verse] Saint Rocco’s dog brought bread, licked the wound A nobleman saw the snout of devotion Now on August sixteenth we process with leashes unclasped And the oscillator sings of the dewclaw’s ache [Bridge] Frequency of return: the thump of a tail The resonant cavity of a dusty floorboard Thy sternum shall vibrate at 11 hertz And thou shalt know: thy dog forgives the eleven years [Chorus] Throw the stick into the void, thy fidelity returns The tail thumpeth upon the floorboard of thy heart Eleven years and a single oscillation They are waiting for you to understand (Howling again, layered) [Outro] (Static returns, a final bark, the van's subwoofer rumbles into silence)
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A Liturgy for the Discarded Leash, Transmitted on the Feast of Saint Rocco
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