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Widest bite, Baleen Boy Filters with krill and mint split lips So don’t take too long to take the longest long way home And that smile on your face makes it fun to throw you from a bridge Ground too close to close so slice throat to throat hole There’s still time to make you eat glass Restraint to sew two wounds
Fog of breath from a sick dog An empty brain won’t sleep tonight Feel us feel free Nothing new left without Help us stay as sterile as sand as face drags down a cracked runway To know the end and then again to know the end and when we’re all in touch with all reason We feed the light until our dead skin blows apart with all (its) frantic glee In a rowed collage (an) explosion of gore we leave from now
This is a broadcast on disgust for thought destroyed by nails through a black tongue Defy Hollowed Alone in your quest for reason for these when Now to feed old bone mash to an ardent young herd who stand on the brink of where you die alone Nails through a black tongue Defy Hollowed Alone in your quest for reason because we want you to know we don’t know we want you to die slow
Bring back the town square Gallows brim at night Diners flipped to death Bring back the stone press Cheer with your pig mouths Spectacle lines curve round roads toe to toe Bars a barrel top on top We can’t make it to the end But there’s fire in these eyes ripped from skulls Two here to take the taking You can’t see it, but believe it when I tell you we’re all monsters on the inside We’re all dead
Tight grip on the climb down Then a slip and we’re gone To watch us disappear into the trees below… The screams get small and I can’t help but laugh To know the line just to save the time it takes just to be makes the fall from cloud to ground
Drinks for the drive today Suede seat stained wet with hair Glass shaped with blood on your hands Now full for months Sleep on the floor Side bent No heat No love to give Snow won’t stop time this time So leave the door (and) run wide I’d watch eyes watch white watch (you) blow off heads
Sharpen your knives, peer through the glass, and kick in the French doors We’re coming to get you to read the text that ties it all together, together The night is on fire (so) cart in the guillotine and lift your blades Then lift your chin Your sheets look good in red Disband the Blackshirts We all bleed before we burn We all burn together
Get it to rain for days to make room to suffocate under the crushing weight of dirt dried in (the) lungs of sons (with) nowhere left to go (who) left to write Drink warm lye Lie in bed warm Lie to lie Three lungs Not one left for us
Morning, last one of the day Hang up your holster Spur smooth and rusted Dust on all five with gray spit Snake needs his back skin back Sun pushes (the) horizon Each day, each laugh, we’ll remember your face Now we lay back in back before you pull over Picture on the dashboard Four on the seat One in the chamber It’s we who get to say goodbye


released July 19, 2019


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JEROMES DREAM Los Angeles, California


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