emptied raze if it doesn't matter i guess we're getting weak from all the things we carried before we learned to speak there's something in the water that's made us what we are serpents without memories to orient ourselves don't you leave home with blood in your mind the traffic cones and unkempt streetlights are flightless birds by any other name they'd tell you yours if you'd only listen we've been shaving down the features of our antiseptic hearts what's coarse in mine is soft in yours so i wait for grace to show herself out she's got tree trunk limbs and a hand for a mouth and the sweat between her knuckles is a sweet epiphany half past dreaming green and red wine-stained eyelids fluttering ghosts of heartless centipedes unforgiving unfulfilled scratch a message in the groove the shallow water will drag you down turn your shin bones to paperweights the stones that graze your temples won't give much away they'll just lie about the damage and the meaning of it all there's beauty in the blindness there's a dagger on the deck there's a reservoir of kindness you haven't emptied yet 221230 ... epitome of incomprehensibility (I know I'm writing on everything today, but I just wanted to say how much I like this! It's all a very raze-ian way with words. Plus, the more chorus-like parts remind me of Leonard Cohen - but that coexists with the raze-iness overlappingly.) 221231 ... raze that's really kind of you to say. would you believe me if i told you i wrote this (minus one or two tweaked lines) almost a decade ago and then forgot writing it? apparently it was a song. the music i married to the words is lost to me now, unless it's squirreled away in a demo somewhere on my hard drive. and who knows what i would have called it back then. it's interesting bumping into a younger version of yourself in word form and seeing what's changed, and what hasn't. 230101 ... Bizzar I’ll be the first person to tell you It’s ok to not be ok But I Don’t know how to exist in that world Where I push my own boundaries Where I’m powerless against my barriers Where I chase my own tail Circles and spirals and dead ends Where nothing lies Between explosive emotions and vast empty Lost inside my own shadow So I’ll just bang my head Against my own existence And search for memories of the feelings i swear I once had And let my screams echo against my ribs 230102 what's it to you? who go blather from