Hierophany

Ahoy hoy, Ray
it doesn't matter, Ray
I'll just, I'll just go in the jungle awhile, Ray
It doesn't matter

He didn't, he didn't walk this way, Ray
we was at Port A, Ray
It doesn't matter
[sigh]
I danced in some waves, Ray
It doesn't matter
I'm married, Ray
But it doesn't matter, I'm married
Come walk on the sidewalk, Ray
I mean, this this calls, Ray
It doesn't matter
I see trucks, Ray
it doesn't matter
I see a sting Ray, Ray
I smoke some smokes, Ray
it doesn't matter
I just keep walkin, Ray
if you were here, Ray, you'd try the same thing
[beep beep beep]
you'd do the same thing, Ray
that's the dumptruck, Ray
heh-heh-heh!
Fuck the dumptruck, Ray!
fight the air,
fuck the dumptruck, Ray
[a compacting sound]

***

I just had forty saw-kay
[beep]
Aw, Ray, Ray, you tone it down up there, Ray
wouldn't ya?
wouldn't ya tone it down a little bit, Ray
huh? huh? you'd tone it down a little bit, Ray
you you you hear the senators, Ray
you, ya know, you hear Chuckie G
"aw, aw, aww, aw, ya know, ya know, uh, I-I-I...I ki—
I kinda like, I kinda like the surveillance
I kinda like the surveillance"
you'd hear that, Ray, wouldn't ya?
wouldn't you, Ray, you'd hear that
and then, and then you'd hear...
jeera humma hullah
oh, a jigga hoya hoya
oh, and Russ Feingold joins the committee
"oh, I don't like that
I don't like that surveillance"
oh-ho-ho-ho-ho
you'd hear that, Ray, wouldn't ya?
wouldn't ya?
wouldn't you hear that, Ray?

oh, the HBP, Ray: hit by pitch
hit by pitch, Ray
you'd hear that wouldn't ya?
wouldn't you hear that, Ray?
wouldn't you hear that?
wouldn't you hear...
oh, shit, Ray
if we had more time, Ray
if we had more time
we'd be, we'd be drawin' more branches
we'd be draawin' more branches
we'd be, we'd be drawin', Ray
all this bullshit
this is twelfth street
this is thirteenth street
this is fourteenth street
fuck this shit, man
we'd be fuckin bro—
we'd be, we'd be drawin' those branches
wouldn't we? wouldn't we?
I mean: if it's...
isn't that what what we'd be doin', Ray?
if you were here?
if you were here isn't that what we'd be doin'?
fuck that shiv-ah
you hear me, Ray?
I'm spit—I'm spittin on the sidewalk, Ray
I'm spittin on the sidewalk of...eleventh street
and fuck Lavaca while we're at it, huh?
you hear that? do you hear that?
the fuckin...lights
[a crunching, crumbling sound]
there we go, there we go
someone's revvin their engines, Ray
some—[a woman's voice]
you hear that? did you hear that?
someone's gettin crazy, Ray
somebody's getting craazy
you hear that? yeah, yeah, that's Charlie's in Austin, Ray
you hear that?

I can see the UT tower, Ray
I can see the double suites
I can see the fuckin Wells Fargo, Ray
you hear that? do ya?
I mean, do ya?
Do you see the gum on the sidewalk, Ray?
Do ya 'member when you were here, Ray?
Do ya 'member when we jump through the cross-track?
Do you see the cab?
I see the cabs, Ray
I see the cabs half my life


— Austin, TX
2006

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