unclear
what it means to be useful eludes me still
unseen
What i wish to be not feel eludes me still
unknowing
Not my wish to be or feel eludes me still
Unable
To perform this impossible task ive come to ask of me
Literally does not exist
Whatever weird dead end you posit
Possibilities have to include a world where
You cant solve it
All you know is not the world
Abstract reality gets hurled
Out of the window in despair
Once brave enough to go out there
Too bad
Softest lead
Holds me in bed
Day seems erased
The suns gone dead
How did you end up here again
Did “bad luck” break the mirror again
This mental pacing has no end the
Cracks in self reflection bend
An image i still fail to see
Avert my eyes when cast before me
How can i expect much more if
Out the door is so beyond me
Too bad
Softest lead
Holds me in bed
Day seems erased
The suns gone dead
Rich ambient whorls and dusty instrumental hip-hop beats come together on an affecting LP inspired by the American Southwest. Bandcamp New & Notable May 11, 2022