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Distance one

from Relative Distances by TeTe Noise

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Butterflies spend their final hours masturbating flowers
and drinking the tears of mourners who cry for their dead
The dead return as butterflies and the dead butterflies return
as children… children sucking on flowers and puppies still small
and wet with their eyes closed

Tears pool in the grey river that is a cold silver cut beneath mountains
animals cluster around with their soft and open bodies and they are honest with us they yelp and sink their teeth in;

the road leads to an ancient city now dissolved as its kings lay silent under woolen blankets that wick blood to the surface and their faces are old and bruised; beside the mountain we would still wait and listen for the moment when all eternal is the void and the darkness behind the child’s eyes can be heard;

in the pastures there is the impression of where a horse lay sleeping crushed purple flowers and the smell of wild mint, insects clicking through their various existences. we have lived on wild chamomile, strawberries, mushrooms, fire and the water from the spring tastes like nothing the shepherd lays with his sheep and pulls his cloak closer, the old woman prepares to die and farewells the mountain from her door and laments her death that will prevent her from seeing the mountain again and the mountains form a procession at the hour of her death and drone their stones down their song travels the valleys

the skin of the soul is thin as a butterflies wings and has lived as briefly; come Psyche play with me as there is no grave and the pyre has gone cold; the impression left on the body from the severing of love is gaping and impossible to conceal

ask the children to throw their flowers in the river
ask the dead for peace or let them give it to you
ask the puppy to open its eyes
and we will ask the butterfly to ring their bells ring their bells ring their bells

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from Relative Distances, released April 8, 2020
Spoken word by Molly Arnol

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TeTe Noise Tbilisi, Georgia

TeTe Noise is a Georgian musician and producer born in Tbilisi. He has been involved in various genres of electronic music, while playing in several bands. with project “TeTe Noise” he has been experimenting with ambient music.His noise has been built with collage-like treatment of field recordings, in noise, aleatoric and other experimental narratives. ... more

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