We are thick and sweet like blood reduced with brown sugar
when we were young with the thinnest skin.
blood so close to the surface
twin scalpels in the hands with a brand new purpose of a brand new science
cutting and pasting our way through time and spaces
tongues and teeth and faces
perfect lust and perfect pain never sun and only rain
when we were young with a beauty that stung
our hands were burnt by the still hot gun.
when we were young with a beauty that stung
perhaps the hand that pens this owns as much weight as a dust mote
perhaps it is only a club
could i stroke your face with either.
stand with your back to the sun and your shadow may find me here.
a single knife of light slips through the curtains and pins my heart like an insect
i wonder when you come will you be a thing of light a thing of shadow
a thing of breath and breathing
will i truly see you at all.
in terror and strength drawn from terror i wait
dearest merriment murder and memory,
we have fancies in conflagration and errant flames illuminate the
far off paper faces and curling bodies indistinguishable from the night
I hide my hand from my own sight
I am the light I am the light I know that I am light and I know the way I know the way through the night
Vocals: haunted, and subversive. Guitars: splintered shrieks. Drum machine: grim, unrelenting nausea. Visceral noise, with a hook that gets stuck in in your throat. Just try spitting them out. Stranger Killings
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