[sara] i am acutely aware that i belong underneath of your skin
to remind you that every time you say that you're dying, you're lying
you’re not who you say you are
[morgan] so i will continue to punch your blood vessels from underneath and you'll call them bruises
we all have someone who uses us, we all use someone
i'm so tired of being useless
i'm sure that has been said a million times before just like everything else
and i'll choke you, loosening and tightening belts
nothing has ever felt more right than hurting you
i know that you scratch in your sleep, trying to break skin and get me out
sorry i'm in way too deep, i can't stop visiting the sites where i'd bite you every night
[sara] one day i will be sorry but today is not the day
it might be when i'm long gone, decaying in a forgotten place
with skyscrapers as my grave
[morgan] progress means to regress when you don't have a future
you aren't destined for anything so i'm going to paint you a picture
off white skin pressed against a tub
pinching hard in every place where someone else's skin used to rub
using bleach to clean the nooks where someone dropped words so hopeful
instead they sunk into the body, turned awful, the blood has gone postal
and that's where you left me
i think everyone wants to die at 25
i am so dispensable, you are so dispensable
lets do everything impulsively
i'll convince you that the river is warm
invite me over on a wednesday night and we will do incredible things to each other
Poet Douglas Kearney and composer/producer/drummer Val Jeanty link up for a a compelling LP that feels like the written word come to life. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2021