Pour your tongue down between my lips
and soothe me.
Fold an hour wrapped around your legs,
we'll steal the eve until there's nothing left
in the in-between
and there's no one else in me.

I carved your curves from the curtain calls
and built your bones on memories,
paving over all that you'd ever shown
and boarding up the house where you'd grown.

Puppy Love,
eye for an eye: take what you need.
Puppy Love,
I'll make-believe it's meant to be.

Puppy Love

I Was A Teacher

Ethernet

On the Cards

Spirit Piss

Where You From

I’ve seen your skin, I’ve seen your height,
that curly hair glint in the light
I’ve heard stories about your town,
you’re not the type we like around.

I’ve got a pigeonhole to fill,
another bloke that fits the bill.
I know the cuts that kill,
that Northern drawl with Southern shrill.

Where you from?
Where your parents from?

I’ve seen a face like yours
blaring from the News all day,
of course I know exactly what you’re like.
Now don’t get lippy, son,
I know the work your kind have done,
I’ll tell you if you’re looking for a fight.


Phylum Feast