Solid Eruption

The poems that I call the El Cotillo poems on the album are tracks 11, 12, 14 and 15. They were all written in Fuerteventura, Spain. My friends were surfing, and I was watching and swimming in the sea all the time. And of course, I was deeply contemplating my life, mental health and the world. That is what I do whenever I get to the sea. Just watch and observe whatever comes up. Solid Eruption is about my trauma. This is how I see it. As a picture of an eruption that is frozen outside of everyone’s but my reality being replayed over and over. Like a broken record. Nothing else to say here.

Be like water.

Written in El Cotillo, Fuerteventura, Spain 2021

Gravel seas caressing 

That is underneath,

In the core. 

Spreading from

Shore to shore around 

The riptides of

Emotion.

An explosion, that never

Was done, but recalled

In every second. Bubbling 

Dense wrath from a primordial

State that is known to all.

Glowing with glorious 

Ruin, overcharging veins

To the tipping point, where

The last breath cuts 

The path and the fallen

Fruit stays in place.

A solid eruption in the

Deep dark hinterlands,

It could not have been

Tamed, maybe with

Resonance, maybe with

Notice.

- A