dragged the teeth of her comb along my back
leaving pink lines like dae-su notches
all fourteen
all twenty three
she said
what's under your nails
dirt maybe ink
rolled over and said try to get some sleep
all of my dreams are ghosts
stretching at seams under ivory overcoats
"and he could have been alive"
but it happens to me all the time
i wish my blood wouldn't clot
wish it'd spray like 80s action movies
gather in tenenbaum puddles
leaving porcelain tattoos
i never meant for it
"Flower Of Life" yanks riot grrrl south through the unmistakable garage psych sound indispensable to the last 20-odd years of rock music out of Los Angeles. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 2, 2023