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Trepanation
04:08
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spirits talk inside
a house where you’ll lie tomorrow’s
on the countryside
the only motherfucker who sees right
past their guise
when the head spins back
to the present moment you will
taste it in a flash
although i am here now it is numb
dull and dumb
i won’t know i’m anxious
till days worth of chaliced lips accumulate
spiders just crawl
into your mouth
you don’t care to fish them out
autumn darkness came
to curl my smile once again it’s
cruel to kiss in rain
for i’m too be alone with ghosts as friends
we formed a band
wide and absinthe eyed
the cat stared across the country
as calves on an evening graze
were gently were lifted into outer space
they won’t know they’re up there
or will they
guess it’s not my place to say
the farmers dead wife
haunts the small knife
he uses to to pick his teeth
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The Fortress
03:55
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there are several dancers in my eyes
in the center, the one i most despise
watch them go
and leap around like laughter
bouncing off these cold stone walls
there is no real way to tell in the static of the dark
the you trapped in my impaired eyesight won’t rest still as they bleed
we fell into new eras, laugh it off
but i am found still caught in raging thoughts
of your demise
just guess who poured the poison in your chalice
held high
there is no real way to tell in the static of the dark
the you trapped in my impaired eyesight won’t rest still as they bleed
i’ll build some fortress
high above toxic skies
with bricks held together by
mostly just ash and wine
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3. |
Storms
03:44
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tonight i flatline
couldn’t claw into an uninfected room
hands scraped
veiny landscape
so easily
you could cut and see
disease
skin deep
but i’ll ink it up
clean the blood
and dispose with care and grief
conjure a high to feed all night
cured the blind
an athame to the eyes
a banshee
grinding her teeth
came to fly over my home last night
it’s not quite time
cuz when it comes i’ll have overdosed
on the thought you won’t get close to
thunderbolts between my teeth
i want you desperate to see
then i die seven more times
there’s a screaming party in the sky
cuz i’m that storm that leaves you wide eyed
sprawl out on the soaking earth
await my strike
cuz i know what you like
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