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Death is a Beach

from Trading Cards of Glory by The Submensas

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DEATH IS A BEACH

They lift their legs high
To avoid the rip tide,
But the going is slow,
And when they look back
They see the huge wave-
Descending and drenching
And sucking them in,
And leaving them shiver ...

Splintered generations
Roar past their heads
And in their eyes
And they start itching,
Itching over and over
Little teensy slivers
wind their way inside
And clog their tubes
As they pick and choose . . .

And so majestic
Black Stream Seizure
Starts to clean their bones

And they're too tired,
Too tired for the playground,
And so they lay down
They lay down.

In the coral reefs
Made of cultural barnacles
With their layers peeling,
With their life exposed
and they look back
and they see the big wave
They see the rip tide.

(c) Damon Norko

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from Trading Cards of Glory, released September 4, 2012

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The Submensas Baltimore, Maryland

A Damon Norko lyric-fueled rock band that inhabited the Baltimore-Washington area from 1983-93.

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