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9.20.20
Piazza New York Catcher | Belle & Sebastian
We channeled otters in the Mississippi? Someone photographed us that day, that pictures still hangs by a string.
Do Wrong Right | Devil Makes Three
We stole three Alpacas from a petting zoo and relinquished them to a moonshine commune.
Don’t Give Up | Noisettes
Every single time it felt like our feet couldn’t make it anymore.
No Cars Go | Arcade Fire
Remember that set up by the tracks? The one by the abandoned car. We thought we could cover the tent with enough branches to shield us from the snow. The next day you lied through your teeth when the officer came for answers. We laughed our bellies out that day.
Getting Down | The Kills
We snorted coke from sassafras in the back of a pick up truck. Your mother called me a hussy and your sister invited us to her wedding.
Quedate Luna | Devendra Banhart
The stary night bathtub on top of a hill.
Blue Ridge Moutains | Fleet Foxes
The first time we thought we were going to die. Withdraws, frozen water in the morning.
Bullets | Tunng
I think you knew I was lying to you. You kept asking questions I didn’t have the answers to. We slept on top of an old Mercedes parked outside a dive bar that night and woke up to an Earthquake.
Young Liars | TV On the Radio
We got ourselves a four course meal at a fine ass restaurant in New York when you told them you were in the witness protection program.
My Manic and I | Laura Marling
You proposed. Dummy.
Trains to Brazil | Guillemots — Fiery Crash | Andrew Bird
Mike lost his arm. We should probably talk about that sometime, you and I.
Bow for Blade | Brown Bird
You taught archery. We went back to GA and you showed me your dad’s bow and arrow. That’s the first time I saw you cry. You signed up for school that same week, then dropped out a week later. I got a job at the yogurt shop, stole $600 and we made our way to East Jesus.
My Body Is A Cage | Sara Lov
Your first Coital Cephalgia Headache
This Gem
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A1
7.26.19
and to think our games were magic
we played with with earthquakes shaking plate tectonics with our fingertips
on your h
ear me lover?
meet me at the Mill.
12.07.16
A1
the sequence was not intentional
i see the pattern
there’s a lightness in all of us. mine happens to be aimless hopes and, national dismemberment of the self.
you like stripping down people don’t you? peeling back the layers, pixeling the puzzle, alphabetizing strengths and weakness by convenience
so you can sit back and
detach.
if you know it, you understand it
understand it and you rationalize it
rationalize it and it can’t touch you feel it creeping getawaytooclose
maybe i’m bitter lava and tidy playlists
maybe i’m just a good mirror for you.
Ax3
08.09.16
A3
something tells me I’ve re-winded
given extra fingers
a mirror to my nervous system
someone plucked you from a memory
and re-shaped for my pleasure
i’ve never been very competitive
as long as i get what i want
move you queen
closer to my king
a barricade of not so strong walls
your hand closer to me
your breath smelling
victorious
morning afters are blissful
disappointment is not destruction of false expectations
disappointment is something you choke on after a shot of tequila
cash only hun
your bluff has been called
A2
she wrecked me
ruffled curls mopping my untidiness
with some odd combination of sprung rigidity
there’s nothing wrong with a little deviancy
specially not when they’re as uniform and
tactical
as your routines
lets play house and watch it all burn burn burn
A1
i met you and i learned to howl
to pick pockets
carefully
to be carried in their waist, fed bred crumbs, fun-
size-up the opportunity and take a chance on the next hitch
i learned how to empty my life and fill it with alive
how to brunt the heat and face the cold
how to un-hunt
how to relish
how to rue pride rock
from the bottom of the food chain
if i could take it back
i would give anything
to try try try
and cut my fingers
there are craters in you
if you call
i will fill every inch of your moon.