pull the gun on the rhododendrons
cause the lowest blow is a reflection
that's why i'm just pushing my laugh around
i'm just sitting here, early in the early morning
learned a thumb could rip open tired hands
and i have really tired hands
i got to know you from the back of your limbs
through the games of dawn
men cannot replace the men who wrapped the tables
and you like that
as if you made a rug, i walked around the battles
and the man hanging in the lamp's glow
i found a new damp wall, and honey was the dirt flung
out from my home
men cannot lose trace when lending out a razor
and you like that
pull the gun on the rhododendrons
flipping dominoes through your knuckles
and cutting height notches in the warmth
i'm just sitting here, early in the early morning
and the only thing i can forgive
is the back of my throat
dropping bells to the floor
your thoughts thought they could be someone else
cause the lowest blow is a reflection
that's why i'm just pushing my laugh around
i'm just sitting here, early in the early morning
save a man alone for me
i cannot believe i'm out two knees
i'll tear the can when i leave
i locked the black stuff out
you made me call you a lady
but i'm a string
while you're just dragged around
who knew being alone could rip open tired hands
and i have yet to even dance
i've gotten really low
but i am feeling alright
Straddling the threshold between studio performance and digital technique; the NYC artist applies "fake jazz" principles to synthpop. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2024
A collection of tracks from the singer and multi-disciplinary artist's 111 collaboration series, featuring KMRU, Laraaji, and others. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2024