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I will wake tomorrow later than I did today, and I will find myself in front of a notebook: my one consistent act. I’ve filled my heart with words to splitting seams, but the blade of doubt has cut a swath. I become the wound that bleeds and bleeds. And, it’s a humbling thing to watch your better angles pour onto the floor to be lapped up by your cliché and petty demons. Let this be the last word of the last Midwesterner.

Our Achilles worked a job that he despised until the day he died. Our Odysseus, he missed his exit, and never saw his wife or child again. Our Aeneas burned his precious Troy to the ground to collect on the insurance.

Is anyone as sick as I am? I’m sick to death of hiding in this horse.

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from The Great Dead Hope: Act I, track released July 22, 2011

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Cattle Dogs Cleveland, Ohio

Nuanced and complex points of view are difficult to cram onto the back of a t-shirt; which may be one of the reasons that hardcore bands spend so much time screaming about absolutes. Confront your own opinions with the same scrutiny you apply to those you disagree with, embrace the fact that sometimes you will be right, sometimes you'll be wrong, but most of the time you will be both. ... more

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