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if i could make rent with existential dread, i'd never leave the bathtub again
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the soft lock clicks
like a throat clearing
in the apartment below
& i think, again,
of the dog i almost named after my last mistake
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plastic blinds slice the sun
into manageable portions,
my hand forgets how to write your name—
but now how it felt
to spell it out in voicemail static
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how many small gods
live in the hum of the fridge?
i pray to each one
with mismatched socks
& a receipt for a sandwich
i didnt finish
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#7 :)
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I have stolen over 256 box cutters from my place of employment soon place of unemployment
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#10
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yo wdf r we talm bout in the title
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I have listened to it now. Love those thick drums
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Drums are super in your face and crispy.
The contrast on this track is cool asf
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Don't have an opportunity to listen rn, but holy crap I love the lyrics/poem
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Republished
less raw, added a drum solo
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might be a little too raw but I still really like the idea
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<3
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woah this is crazy how raw the sounds are on this
