EIGHT MILES HIGH
bob mould’s screaming eight miles high can you feel his sheets of pain inside yer headphones boy take notes & duplicate on yer long walks home through those graveyards in yer long coat there’s that crow he’s eating all yer…
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April 2005
DYING ON THE VINE(S)
what happened to you boy the future seemed too mad for some you were a notorious phenomenon spoken of by girls in reverent drools weird kind of pop star heard of back in high school if some girls said you…
“AT THE END OF THE DAY”
for John Winston Howard at the end of the day comes the night when the lights go out you can’t see anything when everything’s dark anything can happen if there’s no light on nobody’s at home or else they’re asleep…
SUMMER BAY DREAMIN’
this isnt home & away you know you’ll never be tammin sursok & im not even sure who id cast as you hate your waxed arrogance but we havent turned into digits yet have you noticed how a surf clubs…