Quarries on the Northern Shore

from Dimes & Rhymes by Bill White

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Im not today
Im not tomorrow
Im not even yesterday anymore
Im still working for the old gods
I see youre working for the new ones
On the quarries on the northern shore

Pasolini called me a bitter moralist
Who was hungry for a new purity
But like the little celestial poet
With icicles in his throat
Shit to the spirit was Pasolinis philosophy

Im watching the assemblies
Sacrifice to the new gods
Their bodies, their minds
And little that is left of their souls
And everything they gather
the fruits of their harvest
They would flush they found it
Sitting in their toilet bowl

Im not today
Im not tomorrow
Im not even yesterday anymore
Im still working for the old gods
I see youre working for the new ones
On the quarries on the northern shore

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from Dimes & Rhymes, released March 2, 2020

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