Death’s Tongue Tells the Taste

Lick the rim

Bite the nuts
Hear mechanical roars of modern misconceptions
Slurping half-shaken diet
Mix in pop culture folklore & Nutella
Mistakes being made daily
Correct natural fault-line
Belly-line acid churn chum
Breaking down amendments
Nefarious qualude creepshow
Permanent playmates
Who’ll wake up one day & realize
Salamanders or porcupines
Oh those poor porky pines

Skin cold squish thump

In the night-breed
Stub toe-god text me
Aboard paper airplanes
Dropping doppelgängers in a diorama
Dangling medication for sin
Which can be easily bought
For 4 easy payments of go-fight-yourself
No CODs on delivery please
Just a placemat where I shed
Forsaken foreskin
Salvaging loveless energy
Like unpaved stress winding the streets
Away we go again to another place

Mushy mushroom bug on screen

Realizing I'll never be able to dream
And if you smoke tons of pot
You'll know what I mean
About the magic of necessity & compassion

The logic of it all is illogical beauty

Ignorance is jelly beans needles & guns
It's the way of nature
We all gonna die
Our own arrogance
Keeps up tickling
Wandering Earth thinking
We have it all under control
All strings connected to
The seer
The magistrate
The masterbater
The jester
Lost diatoms & great white sharks
Swim together & I sit in the city that finally sleeps
On a chair breathing air differently
But it's all oxygen & carbon & pollution
Just how we process
Opinions on politics & religion like assholes
& all the other shit people sling
Why cant we get along
With everyone
We lose every moment
Of every day
& still find the strength
To smile when one dies