Pearl Fucker (2023)
We fell in love with the world around us
How could you hate this old city?
It almost killed us
I love until it kills me, clearly.
Me too, I had my premonitions
Now, where there used to be friction
I’ve been coming back to all my addictions
You used to be that living obsession
In that lake we were swimmin’,
but now it’s all clear, I got back my vision.
In our own haze,
good old love daze
Breathing in smoke,
never going broke
Tangled up in wires,
I keep getting higher
Oh, fuck
me to the beat babe!
Shift position, clutch me
close.
Pearl clutcher, mother fucker
I’m both.
So fast we slow down time
thank god, now I feel fine.
Lonely little freak
that learning curve is steep
Just keep falling in love with me
'cause once I’ve got you hooked
I’m free.
Last Night I Dreamt (2022)
Last night I dreamt
That I could snowboard again.
I felt the cactus cold against my cheeks and
took it as a sign of my own velocity.
I’ve been dreaming of snow and ice since I was 5,
when I ice skated down a never-ending hill towards a fair.
The high contrast of this experience perfectly embodies how I feel.
The high contrast being the stagnant nature of the cold particles and
my own body heat and movement.
Contrast is the feeling of being alive.
When I have these dreams I take it as a message
to harness my fire,
my passion.
A flame that comes from only within.
I wear my jacket to keep this flame contained
within myself and not let the cold take over.
But sometimes I take off my jacket and embrace another warm body and
feel a flame that is all new.
How I Fell In Love with Light (2022)
At first, I thought of the sun
As a ball of fire
Scorching and untouchable
So bright that a glance
Lasts only as long as a blink
Inconclusive and addictive
I couldn’t shake its warmth off my skin
My skin is my terrain
Non-homogenous with much unknown below
And compared to those icy smooth worlds
The lone star could swiftly envelop,
I was a cartographic disaster
I can’t take their warmth off my mind
In the cool dripping caverns
Facing the void of other stars
Perhaps it is just the proximity
But what of every beam of light I see
A sparkling display of candid imagery
The metal box that captures their light
The box is deceiving me with a simple mimicry
A copy held prisoner to time
Revealed only by the original source
It slips through my fingers
But also lays atop them
Now, I know the sun
As an undying lover
Passionate and tender
So beautiful that their glance
Illuminates a world unseen
Untethered and infinite