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Schizophrenic Necklaces
June 2026
All I see is schizophrenic necklaces,
No rhyme or reason,
These nerves keep all that’s crypt-ridden,
You don’t get a choice for these agitations,
Label it a possession or not,
My love tied to bones, blood & light,
These desires might unfold harps & softwinds,
I found the hands wrapped around my skin.
purest horror, pure death,
It hurts even when you stretch a bit,
Bodily entanglement is not that insane,
I only self-hallucinate these walls hun,
Need no fire to light my path,
Sew & sown enough seeds for seven lifetimes,
Make it eight, for I hate Abraham,
That’s how I found my way,
To their door,
Aggressive bird licks and a forest odour,
All I do is let the scripture unfold.
*Those necklaces ring in my blood*
Dreams are Dead
August 2025
Who exactly did I murder in the promised land,
Can’t get myself to gloat,
Mouth full of cotton,
shattered bones, I’m anemic,
When will I bury these grudges?
You were the dearest to me,
Would you cut yourself up? For me,
The relapse is so vivid,
The queenly dreams are dead,
I can barely pull myself out of the sheets,
Why do I bite myself to sleep?
Psycho-sexuality got the best out of me,
Lost all traces of an infant self,
Voices bigger than my head,
I need everybody mad,
I need another body,
Put some motherfucking color on this ketamine.
Inside Voices
August 2025
Leg’s parched up purple,
I’ll gauge my eyes out,
My throat can’t keep this up,
I’m lounging in the rain,
Apples by some random angel,
Were those eyes even red,
Are they still here,
My vague little occult,
Am I all alone?
Been two decades of pity,
I’m scared of the clouds,
I’m the most hated in an eternal hippie weed paralysis.
Am I that scary?
A little sensitive to my own blood.
I was figuring it all out,
Right next to melted walls.
Five tons of hash,
Sticky lungs,
Body filled with lust,
Am I still here for my unrequited love?
I’ll stick around for jas,
Object-less, Point-less,
I still miss your flesh,
My weird mental mesh,
I still get a little whiplash,
Around the really pretty girls,
Serahphime’s dust,
The first one was golden-red,
I fell for the scent,
We never really did much,
Was I sold as a stoner?
Now’s there’s a shrine in my psyche,
For all three of my pseudo-lovers.
Paranoia had me imprisoned in a vague love,
Down to a nice hug,
Stripped to learn your nerves,
Always keeping the ropes untied,
I hate you beyond measure,
All the somatics that i learnt through your flesh,
It might just be you and I,
You and I.
An Orchid
August 2025
A different spite on this ink,
Each instance that I’m grabbing my tongue.
Weeks and months blended into one.
Some tears seem to pierce through these locked jaws, apathetic to each star in the sky,
Slave to my instances of shock.
Purple lips coddle me through the night,
Is it the poison, from my late adolescence.
My nerve tissues are too thin to function,
I’ve got stretch marks around my leash,
Pulling yourself out of the grave, not that easy,
I’ve become purely god-less.
My faith lasted five motherfucking seconds.
Who gave me a hug?
My presence is still under a grudge.
If she is in a better place?
Why haven’t you joined her yet?
Trance-snapping on any date,
I’m only ever dressed up to keep myself sane.
Yeah, this soul is still sun-tied,
I’m sky-watching,
Even when it's miserable.
Spent whole days lounging with blank thoughts,
I gave up on my sedatives.
Not much light,
Apart from this starved flesh,
Your co-existence is marked on the skin,
Every toast is in honor of your name,
For ever and ever and ever.
Angelic Psychosis
March 2025
Instrumental.
SWAMP
October 2024
Muddy Water,
Softer than the sea,
A caiman caught within the breeze,
Brown pupils, Broken speckled ashes,
Shape shifting till the universe let it die.
----- I prostrate, shed face,
An episode within every eye.
---- False faith, I stay under the veil,
Meander the pain
Cotton mouth, motionless,
Mourn my love,
Funeral under the tree,
The Eulogy was cut short,
I knew the casket wasn't there,
A figment of my schizophrenic prayer.
Walk these deified stairs,
Locked doors,
Unrequited flesh,
I stay doing rituals,
Just me and my four queer girlfriends,
Get them out of your sticky gums,
Precede caution before you mention them,
I have a blood fetish,
Despite the olanzapine I lick daily.
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