I was drifting, crying.
I was looking for an island.
I was slipping under.
I’ll pull the devil down with me one way or another.
I’ve made mistakes, I bumped my head
Inside of this girl, inside of my bed
Whatever, man, I’m just havin’ fun
I’m sorry that I fucked her but now you know that she’s not the one
- Childish Gambino
Oh, Maker have you ever loved?
Or known just what it was?
I can’t imagine the bitter end
Of all the beauty that we’re living in?
I can’t believe I chose the mountains every time you chose the sea.
—Los Campesinos, “Coda A Burn Scar in the Shape of the Sooner State”
Geranium kisser
Skin like silk and face like glass
Don’t confront me with my failures
Kiss me with your mouth open
For your love, better than wine
For your cologne is really fragrant
Call on me, call on me, call on me
Your hair is like an eagle
Your two eyes are like two doves
All day up in the family
At the waning of the light
To the chamber that conceived me
Call on me, call on me, call on me
Geranium killer
Throat of soil of and mind like stone
Please don’t defend a silver lining
Around the halo of what is already shining
When all the planets are aligning
For an afternoon that’s never ending
Call on me, call on me, call on me
speak for yourself or somebody less important
or you’ll find out Hubris makes great lining for coffins.
—Despot, “Homesickness”
the mixup 2008
“Chrysanthemum” :: Kelley Polar :: I Need You To Hold On While The Sky Is Falling
One white skull use to be a friend of mine
Two atoms kiss and what a funny Valentine