[dead man]

hey


wash and rinse and repeat. you put the miss in mystique
when we connect i feel a sense of relief. hesitantly
echo, you screamed. cave-wall canopy right next to the street
mineral residue on a vitamin beach
i lecture, you lead. thats always been the routine
cultivating a paradise ever out of your reach
feel that rumble in your feet and walk to find the machines
and once you do, you will die. rest in peace
its a lonely trek back to where we camped in the fall
its work and home and feels like something traveled abroad
its lithium. its chemicals the canvas recalls
when you time it right and hang it on the wall, au revoir
pardon me im babbling on. thats the result
of a mountain lion trapped in a tarantula's skull
the voices haven't stopped so i can use it again
its darkness in the battlefield. hallucinogens
clinging to your memories like velcro and shame
kick you in the cervix. go and melt in the rain