Old coffee cans
simple half tooth grin
summer beau
whiskey on our chins
paper crane
asymmetric heart
they float away
when the twilight starts.
Just passing through,
lovers run and hide
into the fields, or mountain sides.
They rest their crowns
on thimble beds
and dreams of days,
that they haven't spent.
Black magic heart,
San Francisco eyes.
In the bay,
I shed my lies.
The wind is sweet,
when she blows for me,
and in her pull,
I set it free.
Broken record mind,
our sweet lullaby.
Halfed cigarettes,
and watered smiles.
Just passing through,
two worlds collide.
But in the morning,
they divide.
Noisy, unsettling experimental pop in turns touching and political. From now until 3/5, 50% of proceeds go to Planned Parenthood/ACLU. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2017