The Gaping Mouth

Their Name Sticks Out

_Sultry eyes._- By Suno & Matthew F. Blowers III.mp3

I’m breathing fading lines, blurred and cruel
Trapped in your buckshot eyes, a cruel soft hue
I can’t recall where we broke
My dear, don’t unspool me
Can I call it all a joke?
And you-
Just stay here and undo me

I don’t know where we start or end
My dear, don’t unspool me
In you, I find my shape again
My dear, say you didn't fool me

Green grows where our bodies once lay, was it true?
You wear your quiet prize, masking through

I know you are heaven sent
My dear, don’t unspool me
By you, stitched back to shape again
My dear, say you didn't fool me

Oh, what a waste—your heaven turns to splinters, always
Oh, what a way—to be bound to your hunger, your ache
Oh, what a way—to be guarding a heaven you made
Oh, what a place—you erase

I’m breathing fading lines, blurred and cruel
Trapped in your buckshot eyes, a cruel soft hue

1986

From the LP 'Dragonchaser', out February 10th on Orchid Tapes.

Fog Lake - Side Effects

Florist's sophomore LP, "If Blue Could Be Happiness"
Out on Double Double Whammy September 29th, 2017