Weeping Windows-‘S/T.’ (Lighten Up Sounds-LUS-092)

On both sides horns clipped in the dark green buffering night with expanding powerless inferno(s) with toe stub loop audio alarm journal entries. Half an ounce of fully diluted freedom striking the heart rock prison walls scratching the name with grammar yelled across busted grey sunsets pier. Hooks, and eyes watch televisions turn into public restrooms to cast legendary spells of, and on poorly adapted mathematics, and soup kitchen nightmare tales told to tongues with wire, and status to protect… Halo hangs high rotting in yellow window, rain still forever glowing reflecting soft light over confused heads that grow individually in the concrete just below.


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