C. N. MILEHAMAdelantado de la Poesía

El Cuerpo

Álbum debut · 8 de agosto de 2026 · 12 temas

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Temas y letras

  1. 1Too ObstinateLetra

    Huesos
    Thirteen and the plane lifts, India-bound
    Left a house too heavy, a mother's weight, a sound
    She held too close, unhappy, and I was the only door
    Salty tears down cheeks — I don't live there anymore

    Slats at half mast, pre-dawn dim
    The voices start their hymn
    Ignore them, deny them, befriend them if you can
    Aquí estoy — still a standing man

    Grab the wee dangly bits of fate and squeeze
    Face lifted to the sun — I bend, I do not kneel
    Body, médula, huesos — take what you need
    I'm just too obstinate, too obstinate to leave

    Twenty-four years married, then the marrow cracked
    The register will shut up and march — no going back
    Two wives, three continents, the ceiling fan still spins
    Poor wives — the hot air blowing where the fog begins

    The water runs deep, la confusión runs deeper
    Mild/moderate, said the reaper
    I wasn't, I shan't, I can't — then still, aquí estoy
    Death's bony claws — and yet, this stubborn joy

    Grab the wee dangly bits of fate and squeeze
    Face lifted to the sun — I bend, I do not kneel
    Body, médula, huesos — take what you need
    I'm just too obstinate, too obstinate to leave

    Más luz, por favor — more light
    The vessel cracked, did it let it in or out?
    No sé, no sé
    Adelantado — flag planted, machete, pen
    The advance scout who owns nothing, claims it anyway

    Crack on. Crack on
    Grab the wee dangly bits of fate and squeeze
    Face lifted to the sun — I bend, I do not kneel
    Body, médula, huesos — take what you need
    Too obstinate, too obstinate—

    Eighty-five now, and mi madre and I are good
    Returned the borrowed shroud — no, not yet, I misunderstood
    The journey, the destination, the stumble on The Way

  2. 2SirenaLetra

    When monkeys fly… chickens cry…
    When monkeys fly… chickens cry…

    When the monkeys fly about (fly about!)
    The chickens, they will cry (they will cry!)
    Which they'd have done so naturally
    As I post up by the coop tonight

    So I sing my arias
    Of doom, despair, and warning
    The apocalypse is rising
    On this red and ragged morning

    Sirena! (the monkeys fly)
    Sirène! (the chickens cry)
    I'm the warning by the water
    I'm the siren, hear me high!
    Sirena! (don't turn away)
    Sirène! (the end is nigh)
    When the monkeys take the sky, oh —
    That's the day the chickens fly!

    Cuando los monos echen a volar (they fly!)
    Las gallinas llorarán (they cry!)
    Lo cual harían de todos modos
    Por instinto — I stand by

    Y entono mis arias
    De fatalidad, desesperación
    El apocalipsis, ya está —
    It's upon us now, it's on

    Sirena! (the monkeys fly)
    Sirène! (the chickens cry)
    I'm the warning by the water
    I'm the siren, hear me high!
    Sirena! (don't turn away)
    Sirène! (the end is nigh)
    When the monkeys take the sky, oh —
    That's the day the chickens fly!

    Quand les singes se mettront à voler… (fly!)
    Les poules se mettront à pleurer… (cry!)
    De malheur… de désespoir…
    D'avertissement… the sky, the sky —

    L'apocalypse est sur nous —
    It's upon us, hear me cry!

    Sirena! Sirène! (the monkeys fly!)
    Sirena! Sirène! (the chickens cry!)
    I'm the warning by the water
    I'm the siren, hear me high!
    When the monkeys take the sky, oh —
    That's the day the chickens fly!

    When monkeys fly… chickens cry…
    (sirena… sirène…)
    When monkeys fly… chickens cry…

  3. 3Protection not PunishmentLetra

    Hey hey hey
    Thou Knowest not Knowest not
    The future
    The future
    The future

    What the future holds
    The future the future the future
    What the future holds
    Protection Not Punishment
    Thou Knowest not
    What the future holds
    ProtectionNot Punishment

    Sunflowers tracking their sustenance across the sky
    As the young ones do
    As the young ones do do do
    Sunflowers across the sky
    I learned in times past
    Times past times past
    Sunflowers tracking
    The Sun the Sun the Sun
    Across the sky

    Thou Knowest not
    What the future holds
    Protection
    Not Punishment

    Secret or just Concealed
    Secret or just Concealed
    Dos palabras
    Secret or just Concealed

    The well has run dry
    The burbling brook is now a
    Bone ditch
    Stochasticity and intention
    Our lives captured

    Thou Knowest not
    What the future holds
    Protection
    Not Punishment

    Secret or just Concealed
    Secret or just Concealed
    Dos palabras
    Secret or just Concealed

    I learned in times past
    To and fro is a no go
    Better to sit quiet like a mouse
    As some young ones do
    Dos palabras
    Secret not concealed
    To and fro
    Is a no go

    What the future holds
    Protection Not Punishment
    Thou Knowest not
    What the future holds
    Protection Not Punishment
    What the future holds
    What the future holds
    Sunflowers tracking across the skyyyyyyyyyyyy

  4. 4Cat at DooreLetra

    Knock, knock — who's there?
    Nobody… maybe… nobody's there
    Gato a la puerta
    Standing in the in-between

    The doorbell rang unexpectedly
    I opened up to what I couldn't see
    A probability cloud where a guest should be
    Half here, half gone — a mystery

    Consider the imposition
    Of this superposition
    El timbre sonó (inesperado)
    Now it says it never showed

    How rude, how rude
    Qué descaro, oh
    It swears it never rang at all
    Choice is a treacherous soul
    La elección — traicionera
    Standing at my door
    How rude, how rude
    No sé nada más

    Abrí la puerta, and there I found
    A cloud of maybe, no solid ground
    Y encima se atreve a jurar
    Que nunca sonó — it was never there

    Consider the imposition
    Of this superposition
    The audacity to claim
    It never even came

    How rude, how rude
    Qué descaro, oh
    It swears it never rang at all
    Choice is a treacherous soul
    La elección — traicionera
    Standing at my door
    How rude, how rude
    No sé nada más

    (Did you ring?) — Nunca sioné
    (Were you here?) — No estuve aquí
    (Do I choose?) — La elección
    (Traicionera) — till the end

    Knock, knock — nobody's there
    A cloud of maybe in the air
    Gato a la puerta, fading slow
    Half goodbye, half hello

  5. 5CeruleanLetra

    Swept along in the throng
    Seemed rude not to come along—
    So I opened up my mouth
    And I sang, and I sang, and I sang…

    "Death to whitey!" went the cry
    "Whitey go home!"—well, which is it, guy?
    Death, or a one-way flight?
    You gotta pick a lane if you wanna riot right

    Die right now, or die of age?
    Do we ship the body, do we pay the freight?
    Is a casket in the deal?
    These are things a mob should really seal—

    WHICH IS IT? (Which is it?)
    Death or deportation!
    WHICH IS IT? (Which is it?)
    Somebody call a meeting, take a motion to the nation!
    Back in my day we'd sit right down
    Work it out before we burned the town—
    WHICH IS IT? (Which is it?)
    I blame the social media-tion!

    What is true cannot be new
    What is known, well, that we can prove to you
    Who's in the pew, absorbing the known
    Cannot be blue when the truth is shown

    So if it's true it can't be blue
    That's just the logic marching straight on through—
    Load the syllogism, aim, and fire
    Every zealot needs a funeral pyre—

    WHICH IS IT? (Which is it?)
    Death or deportation!
    WHICH IS IT? (Which is it?)
    Somebody call a meeting, take a motion to the nation!
    Back in my day we'd sit right down
    Work it out before we burned the town—
    WHICH IS IT? (Which is it?)
    I blame the social media-tion!

    DEATH TO CERULEAN! (Hey!)
    DEATH TO CERULEAN! (Hey!)
    If it's true it can't be blue—
    So down with every shade of you!
    DEATH TO CERULEAN! (Hey!)

    Swept along in the throng
    I never asked what side I'm on—
    Seemed rude not to
    Seemed rude not to
    Seemed rude not to…
    sing along

  6. 6Sacred Interior SpacesLetra

    Steel and paper, blood and gold
    Two old stories waiting to be told
    One of the body, one of the soul
    Which is which? Which is which?

    Damascus steel, the tang runs dark
    Dried blood written on the blade
    Smooth dank wood, the casing worn
    Darkened by the death it made

    Chewed and dyed, that rice-paper skin
    A Gangtok shop where the sidewalk bends
    Mandalas bloom in adulterated gold
    Languorous relics of forgotten ends

    Sacred interior spaces
    One opens a space that fills
    The other fills a space to empty
    Both meant to loose the soul from flesh
    Both meant to loose the soul from flesh

    One of the body, one of the soul
    Thousands of hours to make it whole
    Creation, then the hand that wields
    Which is which? What's revealed?

    Both took thousands of patient hours
    To fashion and to use
    The sword to sever, the wheel to still
    Different roads, the same last truth

    Sacred interior spaces
    One opens a space that fills
    The other fills a space to empty
    Both meant to loose the soul from flesh
    Both meant to loose the soul from flesh

    The blade sets loose with a single stroke
    The mandala, slow, dissolves the "I"
    One tears the veil, one lets it fall
    Both are teaching us to die

    One of the body, one of the soul
    Thousands of hours to make it whole
    Which is which? Which is which?

    Steel and paper, blood and gold
    Languorous artifacts of eras old
    Both meant to loose the soul from flesh
    Which is which? Which is which?

  7. 7De Tiza, De FuegoLetra

    I built my house of chalk once, Watched it wash away
    Marble floors gone cold, a castle
    Made of sand
    Three good things survived the flood, But the walls Could not stay
    I was fire without water, a match Against the wind

    Then one dark and stormy night
    A violent slip of a woman came Tumbling down my street
    Not the sword, not the miss, not the Grief—
    But the rain, the cleansing rain, Washing clean the heat

    De tiza, de fuego — from chalk, from Fire
    You crept in like the fog into the bay
    I settled in your curves, home at last, Home at last
    Mi amor, mi cielo, mi alma — you Deliver me
    Lore, Lore — won't you deliver me
    And you did, and you do, and you stay

    You steal the blanket every night, 3 AM I'm shivering
    Then bright-eyed, bushy-tailed, you Ask me how I slept
    What audacity, what grace — this holy Larcenizing
    I'd freeze a thousand nights to keep The warmth of what you left

    You recited poetry in bed — Sor Juana in the dark
    So hot, so sharp, hombres necios on Your tongue
    You said take off your shoes to count Above ten
    Technically accurate, and I have never Been so young

    De tiza, de fuego — from chalk, from Fire
    You climbed the naked volcano, Laughing up ahead
    Esposa striding, blithe and bright Through untrammeled snow
    Panting, hurting, abandoned — and So, so happy instead
    Mi amor, mi cielo, mi alma — you Deliver me
    Lore, Lore — won't you deliver me
    And you did, and you do, and you stay

    The fire lies dormant
    Cold wind reignites the blaze
    Fall passion burns bright
    Aquí estoy — still
    Sammy's on guard in the backyard Now
    Fifteen years he looked out for you
    I'll take the watch he left behind
    Borrowed shroud of flesh, but the love Comes through

    De tiza, de fuego — from chalk, from Fire
    Ten happy years, we just got hitched, It all feels too soon
    Star light, star bright, your Contentment my guiding star
    Morning, noon, y fricking night — Under the same fool moon
    Mi amor, mi cielo, mi alma — you Deliver me
    Lore, Lore — won't you deliver me
    And you did, and you do, and you stay

    Solo tuyo.
    Home at last.

  8. 8So Damn LoudLetra

    I don't know why you always gotta be so damn loud, proud
    I'm so damn proud, and you're so freakin' loud, loud, loud, loud, badda-bing, badda-boom
    So loud
    Sing it with me

    Sing, sing it with me
    Let's get loud
    Don't be shy
    Don't go quiet now

    Hold your head high
    I'm so damn proud, so proud
    I'm so damn proud, so proud of you, of you, my love
    It's you, my love

    It's you
    You keep me floatin' on a cloud
    That's right
    So proud, proud, proud

    Bing, bang, boom
    Pow
    Bing, bang, boom
    Pow

    Bing, bang, boom
    Pow
    Bing, bang, boom
    Pow

    Bing, bang, boom
    Pow
    Bing, bang, boom
    Bing

    Pow
    Bing, bang, boom
    Bing
    Pow

    I don't know why you always gotta be so damn loud, proud, so damn proud
    I'm so damn proud, and you're so freakin' loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, badda-bing, badda-boom
    So loud
    Sing it with me

    Sing, sing it with me
    Let's get loud
    Don't be shy
    Don't go quiet now

    Hold your head high
    I'm so damn proud, so proud, so proud of you, of you, my love
    It's you, my love
    It's you

  9. 9Patents of NobilityLetra

    Hey
    Hey hey
    Hey hey hey
    Heyyyyyyyyyy!!!!

    Patents of nobility

    Closing the door behind you
    I've got mine and now, fuck you

    Patents of nobility
    Earned
    Forged

    Cycle of power
    First gained in blood shed by the sword
    Now earned by the devestation of economies by the
    Fast movers quick breakers
    Instead of vellum
    They're written in stock certificates and blockchain

    Patents of nobility
    Earned?
    Forged!

    Power/money/social standing built on the backs of others
    Opm Opm Opm
    Other peoples money
    Got no problem killing
    Other peoples mother

    BASTARDS!

    Vast gulf of wealth and poverty
    distant voices of peasants before the French Revolution

    Patents of nobility
    Earned?
    Forged!
    STOLEN!!

    Not simply oppression of the huddled masses
    But denial of opportunity, crushing of ability to strive

    A pheasant explodes from the underbrush, the pleasing curve of sudden flight
    as the arc of history bends towards Justice

    Patents of nobility
    Earned?
    Noooooooo!
    Forged!
    STOLEN!!!

    Patents of nobility

    Closing the door behind you
    I've got mine and now, fuck you

    BASTARDS!

    Stolen Wealth
    Stolen power
    Patents of nobility
    I've got mine and nowwwwwww

    Watch out watch out watch out
    Mutherfuckers-
    The arc of histooooooryyyy
    It bends it bends
    It bends towards justice
    Justice!
    JUSTICE

  10. 10Presagios del PasadoLetra

    Crispy critters
    The smell of burned flesh
    Mixed with diesel
    And shattered metal

    Lingers

    Decades later
    Unbidden
    Denied
    Smell it in my dreams

    The damage remains

    Relived
    Returns
    Under my skin
    In my dreams in my dreams in my dreams

    What was buried
    Still breathes again

    Presagios del pasado
    Presagios del pasado
    They call my name again

    Presagios del pasado
    Presagios del pasado
    The wound won't stay in

    Ash in the grout
    Black on the glass
    A hand on the door
    That never passed

    I hear the steel
    In the empty lot
    I taste the smoke
    Like it forgot

    Relived
    Returns
    Through every vein

    What was buried
    Breaks open again

    Presagios del pasado
    Presagios del pasado
    They call my name again

    Presagios del pasado
    Presagios del pasado
    The wound won't stay in

    No lo apagues
    No lo niegues
    It lives in the bone

    Footsteps behind me
    Calling me home

    Presagios del pasado
    Presagios del pasado
    They call my name again

    Presagios del pasado
    Presagios del pasado
    The wound won't stay in

  11. 11What Once 'twasLetra

    What once 'twas
    Must ever end
    What once 'twas
    Will be again
    What once 'twas
    Totally unique
    What once 'twas

    Commonality's binding theme
    What once 'twas
    Tis always is
    Comme ci, comme ça

    Lo que una vez fue
    Por fuerza ha de acabar
    Lo que una vez fue
    De nuevo ha de tornar
    Lo que una vez fue
    Del todo singular
    Lo que una vez fue
    Lo común que a todos nos ata
    Lo que una vez fue
    Por siempre es y será
    Comme ci, comme ça

    What once 'twas
    Tis always is
    Tis always isss
    Tis alwaayysss issss
    Comme ci, comme ça

    Ce qui jadis fut
    Doit toujours prendre fin
    Ce qui jadis fut
    Reviendra de nouveau
    Ce qui jadis fut
    Absolument unique
    Ce qui jadis fut
    Ce lien commun qui nous tient
    Ce qui jadis fut
    À jamais est et sera

    What once 'twas
    Tis always is
    Tis always isss
    Tis alwaayysss issss
    Comme ci, comme ça

    O que outrora foi
    Por força há de acabar
    O que outrora foi
    De novo há de voltar
    O que outrora foi
    Totalmente singular
    O que outrora foi
    O comum que a todos nos liga
    O que outrora foi
    Para sempre é e será
    Comme ci, comme ça

    What once 'twas
    Tis always is
    Tis always isss
    Tis alwaayysss issss
    Comme ci, comme ça

    Was einst gewesen
    Muss immer enden
    Was einst gewesen
    Wird wieder sein
    Was einst gewesen
    Gänzlich einzigartig
    Was einst gewesen
    Das gemeinsame Band, das uns hält
    Was einst gewesen
    Ist auf ewig und wird sein
    Comme ci, comme ça

    What once 'twas
    Tis always is
    Tis always isss
    Tis alwaayysss issss
    Comme ci, comme ça

    Cengjing de na yiqie
    Zhongjiu bi hui zhongjie
    Cengjing de na yiqie
    Zhongjiang zaidu chongxian
    Cengjing de na yiqie
    Wanquan dute wuer
    Cengjing de na yiqie
    Lianxi women de gongtong zhi xian
    Cengjing de na yiqie
    Yongyuan shi, yongyuan cunzai
    Comme ci, comme ça

    What once 'twas
    Tis always is
    Tis always isss
    Tis alwaayysss issss
    Comme ci, comme ça

    Jo kabhi tha
    Avashya hi ant hoga
    Jo kabhi tha
    Phir se lautega
    Jo kabhi tha
    Poorntah anokha
    Jo kabhi tha
    Vah saanjha bandhan jo humein baandhe
    Jo kabhi tha
    Sada hai aur rahega
    Comme ci, comme ça

    Comme ci, comme ça
    What once 'twas
    Must ever end
    Comme ci, comme ça
    What once 'twas
    Will be again
    Comme ci, comme ça

    Lo que una vez fue
    Por siempre es y será
    Comme ci, comme ça
    Ce qui jadis fut
    À jamais est et sera

    What once 'twas
    Tis always is
    Tis always isss
    Tis alwaayysss issss
    Comme ci, comme ça

  12. 12SayoLetra

    Hey oh
    Hey oh
    Hey oh — hey!
    Say say... say ohhhh
    Hey hey... say heyooooo
    I got something to sayo

    Hey hey hey oh
    Little bit cray cray crayo
    Always got something to say say sayoo
    Hey hey hey oh
    Little bit cray cray crayo
    Always got something to — say!

    Hey oh, hey oh
    We all want to be heard
    Say oh, say oh
    We all want to be heard
    Hey oh, hey oh
    We all want to be heard
    Say oh — sayoooo

    Not all of us seek excoriation
    (Excoriation!)
    Heyo sayo sayooo
    Through divination, our exploration
    (Exploration!)
    Crayo say crayooo

    Of our insanity as we scream
    (SCREAM!)
    Hey hey heyooo
    Of our insanity as we scream
    (SCREAM!)
    Hey hey heyooo
    Into the abyss—
    Into the abyss—
    Into the abyss— exhortation!

    Hey oh, hey oh
    We all want to be heard
    Say oh, say oh
    We all want to be heard
    Hey oh, hey oh
    We all want to be heard
    Say oh — sayoooo

    Hey oh hey oh
    A little bit crayo crayo
    Hey oh hey oh
    A little bit crayo crayo
    Hey hey CRAYO

    I said what I said...
    I said what I said...
    I said what I said — sayoooooo!

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