[nightwood [encore]]

[we’re in the womb of the same mother Sheltered in the guts of the goddess of pleasure but really I’m just with myself listening to the whispers of my mind feeling them like hot steam of my breath they fade away drooling on my spine i discover nervous connections this is just me now inContinue reading “[nightwood [encore]]”

[nightwood [chorus]]

[a campfire on a cold winter day the hard unyielding log on which you sit it is organic and there is something soft about the discomfort of it a connection with nature the snow melts where my hot tea cup lays it’s tempting but if i put my hand inside the fire i’ll scream weContinue reading “[nightwood [chorus]]”

[nightwood [prelude]]

and in your insane quest towards impurity and self destruction you may find temporary relief in letting your body be torn apart you’re sick for letting sick people touch and lick your skin their wet saliva dripping and you’ll never forget the smell that they leave on your cheek   everything can be repaired theyContinue reading “[nightwood [prelude]]”