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in my head was written and produced in collaboration with Jake Fine and Elisa Winter.

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Words:

And one more thing—
I’ve been sitting here waiting
off the Hudson River Highway
all windswept, footsteps, rustling
leaves collect in corners
coughing men with cigarettes
the clink of metal chess sets
hear the birds call, cars stall
I shift in my seat

Windswept, back sweat
a bead slips down my spine
pulling over my over coat—over
shoulders loose with wine
I overheat and I repeat...

Like counting prayer beads, unstrung
each minute falls and
I try to pick them all back up
they're scattered at my feet

Listening for the subtle pulse,
can you feel it? Can you feel it skip

a beat?

At the Canal St. transfer
with eyes that hustle wildly like
a subway dancer‘s smile
making the rounds after
trading the up and the down of it for
the miles and for the meals and the
sharpening of the steel
nerves to cut the autumn
through like warm butter
to cut winter nights
summer sweat and some regrets too
to cut them all through
like clouds of swarming gnats that
neither know nor notice our trying
synt-axe, heavy handed
for the instinct that links
space through sensation
and my perception
is a rogue imitation, indulgent, I know
in its paper and pen-ness,
but penniless

and I wonder
if it’s all just in my head

and if it’s all just in your head too

I’ve spent days on end
canning thoughts for later
stealing moments just like this
to savor and send, perhaps
in my next letter
walking through the city
like it’s a folk song
in a low angle of light
enough green things
to remember the power
a color can have over
our nature, like

a sound

the dusty silence in a border town

the boundaries we’d hoped would hold out
but broke us open, and now—

A cool wind wraps around me
like a thousand gentle taps
to say, wake up

everything has begun

And the sun’s warmth gathers around me
like a sermon, and

everything has begun

credits

released October 9, 2020
Spoken Word by Noah Evan Wilson
Cello by Elisa Winter
Production by Jake Fine
Mastering by Nicolas Essig
Artwork by Mary McClure

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