Subtle Clear Light Path

歌詞

I heart LA I've got what letters one would need to spell winter Safe in the belly of a white paperpinch I hurried folding This is exactly the sort of mood that I cannot watch movies in Boys nerves all yelling arm into the blood brain barrier ganging up on now inside the big bone holding up my face My father was born in the 40s They had just finished erecting the Oakland apartment I now live in Since then Two single mothers And a man who cut his face Have lived there Day after day (x12) This is the day after desperate My room has filled with Day and night And night and day Since then My father has called twice And left a message The electricity is on These are the least of my worries The moles on my penis remind me of skulls And all the doctors who would quickly cut them off and eat them As they take down art in hotel hallways Probably to the tune of plain old heart failure on a rollaway They hurt in the dull At the hinge to both eyes The no place of an ache Where you push and pull when trying to fall asleep Soon things kick in severly at the nape of my patience As the worm inside my spine contracts I see me pouring cum out of The corner of a dug up shoebox Across the hope lump of an old pet Onto a large bundle of grain I think what's wrong with the world has to do with those who fell in love with New York, or Los Angeles, or Paris and Jerusalem, and me of course Flagged in modern sneakers and perfume of my morgue mouth meat adore If I could only travel back in time and kick my mother in the face after a permanent This would be nothing And feel better or worse in the necessary softening of all my bones There is more to life than manicured vaginas and a saline solution The no place of an ache dangles body all around it The no place of an ache dangles body all around (x4) I've got no new spelling of the word winter For the me on the other end of this airplane