Patience

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released November 29, 2011

Words, music, vocals, and instruments by M.Rosin, recorded and produced at Red Door in Mountain View, California,

with additional guitar melodies on “Solidarity” and “The Screaming Mound” performed by Claudio Alcara, recorded at Beastcave Studio in Italy.

Mastered by Robert Rich at Soundscape in Mountain View, California, robertrich.com.

Photography by G.Rosin/4P Creations, www.4pcreations.com. Used by kind permission.

Graphic design and layout by M.Rosin.

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Track Name: Patience
Patience.

Patience.

You cannot force
the moment.

It will always
surprise,

as chance
gathers

reasons.

Be ready.
Track Name: Solidarity
Open up
your ruined house.

Fear not for God.
The poem is my pocket:

the fiber fragment
folded tight,

tucked into a secret
always moving.

Behind the seam,
this inner lining,

I smuggle hope
beyond debris.

My fingers pinch
the promise firm.

I press tomorrow—
shelter—in your palm.

We breathe aloud,
breathe into rubble.

We breathe aloud:
our ruin now a temple.
Track Name: Medusa In the Cistern
How long
can you hold your breath?

Two minutes?
Two thousand years?

The city sits upon your neck:

snakes, so still,
suspended

upside down
in drinking water,

saliva now a nutrient

feeding grand machines;
modern industry

rushing
past your memory.

Quaint, unthreatening
fragment of nostalgia
that you are.

Frozen,
beheaded

as you are.
Track Name: The Screaming Mound
Do not speak falsely.

Brutal honesty:
far better a crime

than your silence
denies.

Your tongue
presses

the bottom of your mouth.

Words wait.

Tongues are cut out.

Tongues rise high—
lash the ground.

Place your tongue atop
the screaming mound.