i love tape hiss.
here is the lyric for it:
it was the middle of winter
heat off, girl blasted
gallon jugs of vino
she laying on all the blankets
murmur drool
moon light hitting just so
no snow, but
cold bone
chill space ether
rent due, no money
for that either.
a safe aside
it happens
even with a bit of education
duff haven
cuz them dreams
you chasing
out pacing ambition
a decade earlier
you were prodigy
careless
selfish
unable to make it
and it was happening
for reason
the leaving
so you became
myth
and set to maker
a mirror of different
center/ cut the frame
a we, more than these above lines
we count collapse, its good fodder
poems flee our hand like early kisses
we do.
that is our magic.
a curse in vanity typed
so sweet, taste it.
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