oh talking about swamp maidens this and gossiping about house spirits that,,,
YOU EVER TRY TALKING to THEM,,, HMMM?
maybe they want a catch up every once and a while
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oh talking about swamp maidens this and gossiping about house spirits that,,,
YOU EVER TRY TALKING to THEM,,, HMMM?
maybe they want a catch up every once and a while
don’t let them trick you it’s actually all just balloons
the shoes wore him like a hat,
leathery and tanned, they could’ve been twins
I will rise from the swamp to kick your ass if you haven’t named any of your plants yet, how else do you expect to converse with them?
you may be a human here in spirit
but i am merely a spirit here in human
souls pluck their lives, from upturned twilight skies
I’m not playing hard to get, we both have no object permanence
in an empty world
you can’t see which way the wind is blowing
should i mix my signals today with sugar or salt?
even after you’ve ripped down all my walls,
I still hope they’re home for you
it’s always “take the kids to play in the river”
and “Stan, forgodsakes the sewers don’t count!”
never “we should’ve taken that deal and offered our firstborn up instead.”
ugh
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don’t mind me satan, but that’s actually MY pogo stick
oh but you see,,,
the gods have the furthest to fall
you wandered off a while ago,
why then,
are you still wandering around my head?
let’s fold our secrets into paper boats and sail them across the backs of ginger beer bottles
shall we move to poland?
(the la is silent)
starlight fell into their open mouths and they drunk till it embraced their souls