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I just cannot for the life of me figure out how to snap this kid's neck without breaking his mom, but giving him a new, cooler head is vital to my vision and it simply gotta go.
Mary is trans on purpose! I did this art piece in dedication to the transfem butches in my rural Appalachian hometown who, ironically, taught me everything I know about bein' a man! They were my mothers when I needed a mother and my sisters when I needed a sister and my friends when I needed a friend, and they were the first trans people I ever met as a newly out transmasc in a small town.
It's not meant to be a 1:1 thing where, like, they're Mary and I'm Jesus. That would be nuts. I chose religious imagery because I met them in PFLAG meetings that were held in the basement of this really striking church.
The piece is called "Seeing Spots" and it's about the way the sun would hit the floors of the church filtered through the stained glass. It's about getting your lights knocked out in a bad fight and knowing there's no comfort waiting for you in your own home. It's about the spots on a fresh baby deer, yearning to be a buck. It's about a lot of things, but mostly it's a piece about gratitude and reverence and love.
My own mother, who died when I was thirteen, called me Bambi when I was little, which is why I used deer imagery instead of the traditional lamb!
hey op i think the possessing isn't exclusive... i read this post and heard a tune to it so fucking clearly that uh. i had to write the rest of the song
(i have no audio editing software and i took this recording v quickly this morning before work... there's a part where it's clearly meant to overlap and i just. can't do that with one human voice. and also fucked it a bit on the last chorus. but i can't be arsed doing it again and you get the idea :) also in an ideal world this has a chunky instrumental bassline but you'll just have to imagine that one yourself. also also i got soundcloud for this so y'all better appreciate the sacrifices i make for my art :'D )
presenting: bad decision blues
(lyrics under the cut)
v1: hey diddle diddle, the dog's on the bass
and the bastard in the back room rots
dance with the devil and step on his toes
it's not murder if you don't get caught
there's no sirens behind but i still hear the wails
they're with me whatever i do
i'm the one with the knife but i'm still falling prey
to the teeth of bad decision blues
chorus: (i'm talkin' bout those) bad decisions
(the siren song of those) bad decisions
a gun to your head so you've found here instead
down the path of bad decision blues
v2: the angels won't catch me if ever i fall
so if i jump i might as well fly
and the god who lives with 'em still calls out my name
breaks my heart to see him try
red on my hands meets the red of the wine
drown 'em both and cleanse me anew
there's no holy seltzer that betters the taste
drink down the bad decision blues
bridge: my heart’s still stumblin’
and my world’s still crumblin’
and my fingers are fumblin’
round the ash of my regrets
but my tears stopped fallin’
and the storm keeps squallin’
of consequences come callin’
so it’s time to back my bets
chorus: (i'm talkin' bout those) bad decisions
(the siren song of those) bad decisions
you try to do right but there's no end in sight
the whole way, it's bad decision blues
v3: i’ve weighted my soul on a roll of the dice
the devil bones will land where they may
ain’t much in my corner but six grams of lead
and a god who looks the other way
run if you want, and you might get away
the quick and smart will almost slip through
you won't see the haunting, but oh how it sounds
ring out the bad decision blues
bridge: my heart’s still stumblin’
and my world’s still crumblin’
and my fingers are fumblin’
round the ash of my regrets
but my tears stopped fallin’
and the storm keeps squallin’
of consequences come callin’
so it’s time to back my bets
chorus: (i'm talkin' bout those) bad decisions
(the siren song of those) bad decisions
i stand on my own twixt the sky and the stone
and breathe my bad decisions
choke on my bad decisions
die to the bad decision blues
While taking a nap today I dreamt there was a hazard sign called "never found" which was used to indicate a location where people disappeared never to be seen again
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