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Red Omaha

from Future Deserts by Hourloupe

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lyrics

We are on a reed raft headed for the falls
Or maybe just the rapids
Or maybe the thousand drooling bullet holes
In the levee wall

One fine morn in 550 BC
Pythagoras passed by a forge
Heard five hammers ringing on the anvil
A sound he loved except for one thing
That ruined the song

One hammer among
The two plus three
was off
One hammer was wrong

The firefighters are in reflective pelts
Ray gun spears in their utility belts
Gone by the light of day
Gone to hunt the levee
Gonna pierce its belly till it sprays

Water on the fire
Water on the fire of the plain

The sound makes Pythagoras want to forget
It jabs like a protractor edge in his pocket
It follows harmony like a predator
Downloading sound files for quality time later

The fire on the plains has spread
The firefighters are backed to the caverns

One traces his hand with a dollop of red ochre

One scrapes shards for bronze age poker

Omaha
High Chicago
Follow the Queen

Pythagoras can forget what he’s seen
But not what he’s heard

And here we are on the plains
In a boat of reeds
Hunting the flood

As the giant we call Levee
With spears in his gut
Relents and the water comes
To the firefighters waiting
And sweeps the hands from their hands
But leaves the hand in the painting

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from Future Deserts, released May 20, 2022

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Hourloupe: “I associate it, by assonance, to ‘hurler’ (to roar), to ‘huleler’ (to hoot), to ‘loup’ (wolf).”
—Jean Dubuffet

Hourloupe is a collaboration between writer, musician, and artist Frank Menchaca and Anar Badalov.
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