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accumulating all the acid tracks
it’s what we have left
after the jelly breakdown jump
encircling mirrored collapse

in the corner store
painted like a carnival
no souls left to speak

accumulating all the hot deals
jelly breakdown jump
you spring the moon in twain
encircling mirrored collapse

Blur Refresh Obviously

i can’t see what i need to sing
ink chalice begone the intimate clock
so very purple mist in the
deepest chambers of my archived heart
i can’t
reverse explosion for template eyes
can’t see
mirrored orange obliviated
can’t speak like
a ghost turns to ice on the screen
all favors churning up mud
with a skull turned to sugar
with a tongue like dragon smoke
dancing across a crowded beach
mechanical grail drowning slivers of mind
i can’t sing anything
but this


take these ashes & open wide
there’s nothing left to burn
there’s nothing left to swallow
it’s just you & me tonight

an empty house
the stars above

take these scars & carve your heart
there’s nothing left to bleed
there’s nothing left to picture
we’ve fractured & we’re falling apart

an empty sky
no stars above

Squad Rules

cornered by my own haunted gaze
no exit
the only way out is through
the only way to feel is with your heart

the heart doesn’t know what it wants

but the endgame is
no end
the only real choice to make is
how do i keep playing when
i don’t have the strength to move?

the only way through is
out & out deception
a trick you play
on your own heart

no dice
no exit

All Dark Saints

you compromise discovery
this world an imperfect operator
toothless maw adjust & its clocks come undone
to describe this laugh when wasted my hands
clean beat this spinning pill
all your fate they heart so full
west i look & how do you cope?

it’s quite safe
only this puppetry
my life picks dream hearts
beginning to accept the tactics
deliverance no nothing left missed
construed all you cope
how do you stop the world from spinning?

you pass the time must learn to crash
like no words left this question mark
how do you do no nothing?
how awed & full
how are you funny now that he’s asleep?
you stop the something written to me
don’t think it’s another rhyme or distinguished error
with breathless beats no head shaved
how do you hope world to stop?