Songs from the Equator, Part 2

by Evan Zegiel

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1.	Injury 01:44	lyrics	buy track
I was rumbling down the hill. That scooter I got for my birthday was real nice. I was bumbling at the bee (it sprang up into my face and I panicked!!!). I panicked like I panicked like I panicked like I was gonna die or something I was tumbling down the hill. And I thought “what a funny way to die.” I was fumbling for a way to stop momentum (the asphalt stung of that “C” in Math, ugh!!!). I never thought I never thought I never thought a bee could scare me so much I was speeding down that hill! The thick foam on the handlebars was itchy. I was hauling some serious ass (If you ain’t first, you’re last!!!). I always guessed I always guessed I always guessed that going faster was better I was falling down the hill. My knee married the asphalt – it kissed the bride, lol. I was crawling and in pain (sometimes life gives you lemons and you gotta let them sting, bro). I can't tell I can't tell I can't tell which stung more
2.	Him/Hymn 02:23	lyrics	buy track
they all knew how to fix him & everyone espoused evangelical answers 3. the suppressed desperation hung like an odor a dense fog around his head they hoped the hovering horror of hell would fix him & set things straight 2. the holy spectre didn’t halt the rotting of his heart it sunk deeper into his chest shame would fix him & suzerain shadows would spread 1. he evaporated
3.	2008 [Instrumental] 02:31	info	buy track
4.	Suburban Sketch 01:58	lyrics	buy track
The Snapple cap told me that humans share 50% of their DNA with bananas. Real Fact #1029 As I read that, my father screamed at the basketball game he was watching on TV. He always shouted, as though he could coach from the couch. Miami Heat vs. Toronto Raptors, 2016 NBA Playoffs, Round 2, Game 2 A door slammed across the house, echoing across the universe, and I saw the dogs’ heads whip around in surprise. “Who left their laundry in the dryer and didn’t fold it?!” A bottle of Kraft parmesan cheese rested on the counter next to a bowl of freshly reheated penne and meat-sauce. 100% Grated! Satisfaction Guaranteed.
5.	Floridian Portrait #2 05:05	lyrics	buy track
There is no winter here. The summer is eternal. If one listens carefully, one can hear the subtle wingbeats of the birds overhead. Those black birds ― numerous and nameless ― stalk the skies that are so serenely spotted with sculpted, billowing clouds. One tends to wonder, during the eternal summers, why the birds don’t get trapped in clouds. As a child, one asks these sorts of questions. As a poet, one returns to hem. There is no winter here. No gentle snowfalls blanket the landscape with silence. Christmas feels no different than the Fourth of July, some years. The summer is eternal. The birds continue to swoop and dive through landscapes that are sculpted by faceless men. They sometimes forsake the company of the clouds for the canopy of castles. The men are numerous and nameless, and they shape the world around the passerby. One wonders why the hedges don’t simply rebel against their abusers. As a poet, one asks such questions. One notices that the roadsides collect dust and grime over days of rainfall, but are only pressure-cleaned every few months. One wonders how the roads feel about being so filthy. One wonders if the pressure-cleaners hurt. One wonders how the roads endure ― driven over and stomped on and bombarded with water that they never asked for. As a child, or a poet, one asks such questions.

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This EP is the second installment of "Songs from the Equator," an audio-chapbook by Evan Zegiel.

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released May 12, 2020

Music and Lyrics by Evan Zegiel. Copyright 2020.

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Evan Zegiel Michigan

Evan Zegiel is from Boca Raton, Florida. He plays and teaches music for a living. When he isn’t blowing air into a tube or composing music, he writes poems and drinks coffee.