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Recanttous F​/​The Poet

from The Rough Sect Sessions by Black Ring

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She paces for me.
Back and forth through –
Trudge and dirt
Fro and to from—
Beneath the wells.
Those orbs receded behind
Cloudy shields
Tics ruling tears—
Tears taking them.
So she waits.
On branch and perched
About the world,
Looking hither
Upon guilt in me.
Onto a future
Un bright
Broken as steps in sand.
Pacing so…
Waiting there.
Asking me…to
Play in her hair.

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from The Rough Sect Sessions, released November 19, 2010

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Black Ring Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Taking influence from the punk-tinged EBM stylings of Assemblage 23, the excrutiating gentleness of later Gary Numan, and the pop sensabilities of Switchblade Symphony; Black Ring produces a blend of experimental EBM and darkwave that brandishes a brutal aural attack on the senses. ... more

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