maskull
in a silver haze
feast your eyes upon the ether before it goes away
wasted
on the celandine
like a casual admirer of sublimity
restless
floating in the tide
but there's a curtain hanging over the girls from harbourside
white sands
to a winnowing
wolfish faces looking back at you from the virgin spring
but all my thoughts are running backwards
i went out just to get a piece of it
i don't know what happened to you
loss unveiled as the great conditioner
Modular synths sparkle amidst piano, vibes, and other organic instruments stringing together constellations of sound. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 22, 2023