Double dare toasted sandwich - My 20th remarkable sandwich!
Occasionally a Junto project leads to a collaboration and this weekend it's been exciting to bounce the Cold Embrace track 'Frigid Air' back and forth with Detritus Tabu, who earlier added a Morphine-cover to my Morphine-influenced Junto.
The lyrics come from a poem by Ocean Vuong:
A Little Closer to the Edge
Young enough to believe nothing
will change them, they step, hand-in-hand,
into the bomb crater. The night full
of black teeth. His faux Rolex, weeks
from shattering against her cheek, now dims
like a miniature moon behind her hair.
In this version the snake is headless — stilled
like a cord unraveled from the lovers’ ankles.
He lifts her white cotton skirt, revealing
another hour. His hand. His hands. The syllables
inside them. O father, O foreshadow, press
into her — as the field shreds itself
with cricket cries. Show me how ruin makes a home
out of hip bones. O mother,
O minutehand, teach me
how to hold a man the way thirst
holds water. Let every river envy
our mouths. Let every kiss hit the body
like a season. Where apples thunder
the earth with red hooves. & I am your son.