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Inkwells and Staves

by Jean-Roch Roy

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1.
Healer 04:39
Whether she makes an entrance or stamps her feet over small annoyances Riana never fails to get undivided attention With youth or golden age she always makes a lasting impression Riana inspires my daytime dreams and admiration Settle down, now, settle down my little heart that beats too fast Settle down, now, settle down... My little heart is in the wrong gear You know she's pixillated embraces life and kindly plays with it Riana captivates whether she laughs or blows a gasket Pensive or animated a wilderness tamed or lionhearted Riana desires nothing less than to propagate love My mind is populated with visions of red and smiling faces that Riana radiates Her healing powers are uncontested 'cause when I feel disconnected the world appears so complicated, but Riana misbehaves and my somber thoughts are dissipated!
2.
Landing 04:30
I join the drowsy airport pilgrims converging through Gate 1 Into a phallic sarcophagus with wings and lungs I catch a glimpse inside the cockpit, where men in uniform Worship a tapestry of widgets and chant this psalm: "Take a breath, forget your earthly regrets We travel the world in a single step Take your place, laughing in gravity's face Admire the pride of the human race!" A mime performs the safety message with her eyes closed and her shades drawn to a mindless and blasé audience waiting to be airborne "The weather's good, the ride is smooth," the captain intercoms "30,000 feet and attitude will carry us along" I overhear a conversation with my pressurized eardrums From childhood to final destination, and duty-free rum An acrobat runs down the narrow aisle with rations of salted nuts As her dull eyes and empty permasmile belie she's had enough... 'Tis said that flying slows down aging when planes begin to run An arial game of cat and mouse with the setting sun Next to me, clutching their computers, two kidlings lost in thought No doubt a pair of frequent flyers holding back the clock What is wrong with the notion of flying saucers? If I fly, surely they can fly too Will I drown in this ocean of suspended water Or dissolve in the infinite blue?
3.
After news o'clock And the doors are locked Turns himself in In a gloomy mood As he slips into Unconsciousness... And then he wakes His sleep was dreamless again Crawls out of bed Drifts across the floor Opens wide the door Looks up and says Even the sky is blue Let the air flow in Let the air flow out Perpetually Just to be alive Doesn't make a life Incidentally And then he wakes How can he breathe relevance Into his life? Is he running from Is he running to Or standing still? Even the sky is blue Subatomic world Or a prophet's words Which to believe? In the starlit space Or a laughing face What do you see? It's suddenly clear: Meaning is not inherent It's just given By the ones you love By the ones who care And by yourself So every lie is true If it speaks to you Every lie is true If you want it
4.
Kenora 03:41
I was once a young lad with a moustache And I met a young lady with no facial hair In fact, she was so fine, I mistook her for a model And so did my friends, so that was fair That summer, she went back home to Kenora The Canadian version of the end of the world As soon as she left, I started missing her And I wanted to tell her silly things I've got you right where I want you There are miles and miles of land between us But can we call that far when we almost know what we are to each other? Fastest way for people to grow apart is by moving in together That's just what we did There were fights, there were dishes and lies There were confusion induced behavioural patterns She had her own boyfriend, I had my own pet My room was next to hers, but we couldn't talk But deep in my core, the flames and stomach acids persisted And I wanted to tell her insipid things I've got you where it counts In a heart-shaped heart inside my chest Words escape us when we start stating the obvious in twisted ways Of course, this all happened a very long time ago Memory could have failed, wouldn't be a first We have since lost track, couldn't keep in touch And there's no point in blaming Canada Post I remember what she wore, the first time I saw her Another love story born in a laundromat However, I don't remember the last time I saw her But I'd be a fool to think that I'm free from her spell I've got you where it hurts In a memory that never frays You are so beautiful and I can't help from thinking in twisted ways
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Enchantress 02:52
Birds are not deserving emblems of freedom Even if they ride the wind and travel far They are first and foremost pests, liked winged rats Who pillage my garden and sully my hat! They are not the reason I'm feeling light See, I am the first man to dream of flight Early in the morning, when Eloise is bathing I can only hear her song, melodious The courtyard where she choirs is out of reach of climbers Oh! How I wish to catch a glimpse of Eloise! This, the true reason I'm feeling light Yes, I am the first man to dream of flight And even if the gift of levitation Would allow me to see beyond the horizon My gaze would rather linger behind the trees To rest upon the breast of Eloise

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released July 21, 2013

Music and lyrics by Jean-Roch Roy (jeanrochroy.com)

Produced and arranged by Monsieur Jean (Jean-Sébastien Brault-Labbé)

Recorded and mixed by Monsieur Jean at Studio Zodyo (Montreal)

Mastered by Grey Market Mastering (greymarketmastering.com)

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