Happy/Merry by White Hot Needles & RWJM

One, two, three four five:
Once I caught a fish alive.
My pride, my joy,
I hasten to add
Its haecceity subtracts.

My pride, my joy
This anatomy, that
Is feeling joined to feeling
My pride, my joy
Convening, a holobiont
No, the hollow beyond.

The first time my joy was pride
For everyone, with fingers
No, fingers wringing the glot
Fingers rocking the cot, no
Fingers passing over hollow bodies.

One reaches a register the other can not
And vice versa and vice, no
Dirty, spit it out
My pride, my joy
Just the one now, reaches both ways.

The first time my joy was pride
Facing out, joy become object to joy-self
Face to face, before pride had a face
Face up, face down
My joy has always been joy
My pride will always be joy
My pride, my joy
My boy, my boy
Was once

• Electronic
• Spoken Word
• art rock
• experimental rock
• industrial
• jazz
• noise
• orchestral
• spectral
• United Kingdom