The Fetishist

The fetishist

gotta be selectively blind

to survive these times

lose your mind 

if you think about how we live

domain extends inches 

beyond our bodies 

even then we struggle 

to defend ourselves

wrap yourself in a dream 

surround yourself with things 

in a small room 

with an air filter

maybe you can come 

in for a little while 

without disturbing 

any objects

try to connect 

tension that’s best 

we can almost touch 

something like a feeling

Sunga

Sunga is here

New album out now:

Album release-"Sunga"

This mini-album is the result of a year and a half stint living in Salvador, Bahia, Brazil. Although I'm passionate about Brazilian music, I recognize my limitations as a writer and musician, so the songs are rather a reflection of the experience of being dislocated in a foriegn culture as much as they are about my feelings of the culture itself. I wrote two-dozen songs and found some which created a listening experience that reflects for me the sense of wonder and confusion one feels when you put yourself in orbit around a strange new star. On BandCamp here:

bobgaulke.bandcamp.com/album/sunga

Tablet Forms

Tablet forms

When it's you and me

Against the world

I feel lonely for the world

Two against one

You follow me 

To the crypt

My equipment 

On the altar of worship

I know I've gone wrong

But not sure how

I miss friends 

Lost in the struggle

Ambitions, normalcy,

Self-esteem, disappointment 

I've no idea what kills them off

As the grinding sound in the distance

Is masked by the highway's

Ocean sounds

Cocooning

We had gotten to the point in the relationship 

when communication was reduced 

to a series of gropes mixed with baby-talk 

centered around essential needs

It was a steep transition back to the world; 

streets, right angles, credit cards

sometimes we didn’t make it at all

the world plotted next steps 

so compelling was our private world 

we often forgot to code switch

she would be found hugging policeman

teachers, or random angry people 

whispering in their ears while 

checking their pants for smellies

I’d spend hours on the phone

discussing romantic particulars 

with customer service representatives 

and automated bank tellers

luckily, we could always find our way 

back to her apartment 

due to the tenacity of the mylar rainbow 

sticker on her apartment window

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Fascist Haircut

fascist haircut

I’m trying to kiss you 

with your new fascist haircut

something resists   

you don’t want to go on about it

say it’s not a signal 

shouldn’t think too much about it

brutalist architecture 

references 

sides with an inferno

on top of it 

those fascists had style

it’s very aerodynamic 

think they’d smile 

if they saw how things finish

wouldn’t want you shot 

over questions of appearances

everything’s a symbol 

in the breakdown of languages