sweet

sweet

(1/2)

meerkats are-

my whole entire-

has falle-

and i can’t g-

for when the day-

and the whisp-

my aesthe-

(1/2)

like people, but tinier

universe has collapsed, my facade

n

et back up 

breaks

ers have all been made

tic fails to please me 

•

(2/2)

meerkats are like people, but tinier

my whole entire universe has collapsed, my facade

has fallen

and i can’t get back up 

for when the day breaks 

and the whispers have been made 

my aesthetic fails to please me 

•

(bonus track)

yonder on the mossy plains

let down your silver hair 

until i can show my face again 

i think i don’t f*****g care 

•

(side A)

the grass whispers secrets

but we do not hear

we are like chaotic gods

children

infants

.

what do we have that the others do not 

shelter

canopy

safety

.

you are dismissed

•

(side B)

i don’t know my name 

and i don’t know my make 

roll with me 

please

teach me the alphabets

a

b

c

1

2

3

.

i don’t know anything else besides this 

your lips on my lips 

•

(demo)

love is a shingle 

that you cannot pry open

with a crowbar 

.

love is not a drug 

that you can take 

in hopes of 

experiencing ecstasy 

.

love is not for you 

if you cannot even read the writings 

that line the walls of your own bones 

•

(vinyl CD)

we are fools of the everglades 

we dance when there’s no music 

and sing when there’s no hope 

we dig when there’s nothing to find 

while all the while, we’re at the end of our rope 

•

(size: S)

we are the lowly few

that cower in the streets 

dying from disease

the labels don’t mean anything 

.

we are two sizes too small

our eyeballs are about to fall

rolling

right

out

of

our

heads 

•

(size: M)

we starve for your entertainment 

and bleed for your pleasure 

you wear masks over your eyes 

can you get any denser 

•

(size: L)

my brain 

is so foggy

i-

cannot breathe-

see

be

treat

bleed

need

weed

we

meet

mead

meat

meet

•

(remix)

what is in a name

if it isn’t to fit 

throw it out 

change it 

•

(lament)

for a long time we’ve been in charge of the body. nothing else like it. the guardians of their (Khat’s) galaxies. we are the shelter encased. we do not live to be praised. or praise to be loved. or love to be �"

this is our life. 

multiple minds. 

there is too much brain for one body 

thank god our brain is big 

one organ that suits many needs 

we stand in solidarity with all those whom have come before us 

and all those that will come after us 

but we are bad 

at showing up when we’re needed 

we know that 

do we feel pain

yes. 

do we feel regret, guilt 

yes to both. 

do we love and hurt and cry and lament and whisper and gossip and roll and tumble and fall and bleed and scream and peel back our own skin just to feel something 

�" yes. 

are we individuals

yes

HOW MANY BODIES DO WE HAVE. 

ARE WE NOT REAL ENOUGH FOR YOU 

ARE WE NOT COEAR ENOUGH FOR CLEAR 

DO WE NOT BLEED ENOUGH BLOOD FOR YOU TO SEE WE EXIST IN A WORLD WHERE THERE IS ONLY ONE SINGULAR BODY THAT OCCUPIES ALL OF US 

we struggle to live without our host 

we are scattered ants 

scattered brain cells

you do not know the half of being a whole

a systematic transgression

a sin

an abnormality 

an abstraction

WE  ARE NOT TRAINED TO SEEK THE NEEDS OF OTHERS WITH DISABILITY 

we cannot BREATHE WITHOUT VALIDITY

that is human GREED

.

GREED

one of the 7 sins that came from Pandora’s Box

what would you have done if you were given a box by a GOD 

.

and because a God made you 

doesn’t that also make you a God?

.

no

it doesn’t 

BECAUSE IF YOU WERE CREATED BY A GOD

YOU CANNOT BE A GOD 

YOU

ARE

THE

creation

not

the

Creator

�"

Candy, not a troll 

just the personification of deflection