here in penny land there is no sand
no planes or trains no boats or ceiling fans
no ppl to form a band
but my banjo comes in handy when penny land gets
so lonely from time to time
still im so glad i cld be on a dime
and the color of the copper makes me scream with glee
for after all theres no place id rather be

boy girl, girl boy?

on the face of a penny from '83
theres an itty bitty house no 1 can c 
at the tip of the nose of ol honest abe
theres a tiny boygirl and she is me
well he drives a copper car and she goes real far
to the tail side cuz theres room to park
and he works her shiny job @ the lincoln memorial
making copper smoothies til his belly's full

cauze yer a-!
boy girl in a copper world 
n ur a 
boy girl boy boy girl girl
no boy girl boy no girl
we all just
boy girl boy girl girl

boy girl, girl boy
whatever

this penny is from 1983

today is my cats birthday and she is 2 years old. happy birthday kimchi!

happy birthday kimchi

kind of improv, made this last night with musical typing + my computer mic on GB to experiment

guys its ms. mayor

ms. mayor

whats the fish doing today

close your eyes, then

every sunday as i step into the holy house of god 
i find a flickering fire deep inside my belly as the choir
sings i know my fate and how i urge the coming date 
oh kingdom come

oh may the children play and may no harm come to them and
may the bears and foxes sneak right past my chicken pen
and as i kay my head to sleep oh lord my soul is yours to keep
in your light above 

though i sometimes fear the beast will find me
drain me of my purity i recall conversations i’ve had with angels and ms mary
and i know that your glow will save me
i shall not retreat or taste defeat i shall
not succumb i know the fruit my body comes from



when it finally comes my turn to meet the end you’ll see
in the eyes of god i’m surely a good lady as i
do not swear and hide my hair from men who may try to tempt me
all the scripture i’ve read down by the old willow tree



im a 
good lady good lady
pure lady
righteous and a true lady

good lady

11pm by the hudson river

i could turn your rags to riches
turn your hunger pains to fishes

mamas serving four courses tonight
my dear brother no longer views me as a parasite

they knew i was lying
riches point to thieves
all the cabs i driving
gold coins turn to grief 

before i lose every thing i own 
beaten up my blood will paint the snow 
i want to show how far by love can go
though i have nothing i’ll preserve your glow 

no longer eating grapes in the winter
i assure you dear you won’t be growing thinner 
all that’s mine first is yours to take 
not to give you all i have would be my gravest mistake

winona window 

look out your window
ill build a window
look out your window
i build your window
knee deep in the snow
wherever we go
etc

winona's window

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this isnt written about my specific personal life
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LYRIC: (PLURAL) Lyrics:
i feel like im laying upon a plush bed of flowers when i feel your power take control of me 
i could be your toy for hours matter fact i think about it in the shower choking on the steam 

let the next episode play we won’t be watching anyway 
ive been aching to be pushed around like this all god damn day 
so grab me by the throat and take this stupid lustful haze away
you’re a dog man let me be your prey

i’m a little bunny won’t you look at me
i could bring you honey be your bumble bee
i know i look funny please just hear my plea
ill let you do anything you want to me

getting hot and heavy all alone and so i grab my phone and text you asking if you want to meet
find the fastest speedcore song i know and so i’ll send it over and i’ll beg for you to fuck me to the beat 
throw me on the bed i promise i’m not going anywhere
tonight i’m meeting god i swear with shaking fistfuls of your hair 
and when i see him i’ll stick out my hand and say man put her there
you made an angel 
i can’t help but stare 


i could be your bunny tangled in your sheets
wont you put it in me i wanna feel your heat
this music is so funky and you look so sweet
oh i’ll let you do anything you want to me

i’m a little bunny won’t you look at me
i could bring you honey be your bumble bee
i know i look funny please just hear my plea
ill let you do anything you want to me

plea for a dogman

what is there to do if you’re under the age of 31 and starting a family with your high school sweetheart
i’ve wandered those streets all my life and cant find anything but transphobes who use my dead name as a paper board for darts
smith street diner closed down and they took out your house too ive watched everything that matters at all in this town just fall apart
a grim history of bigotry and massacre but they still consider it a hub for high culture and the arts

i don’t want to go home to greensboro ever again 
i don’t want to go home to greensboro 
ever again

i had nothing to gain 
but twenty years of pain 
i fully went insane 
the triad is so lame
and so i changed my name
gathered all my things
and then i took the train up north 
never to return again
if i have to go back i’ll paint the fucking wall with my own brain no


i don’t want to go home to greensboro ever again

greensboro (i dont wanna go)

i’ll leash up the dogs and take them outside one by one
i’ll fumble with the buttons up my shirt now one by one
i’ll behead the bunnies in my basement one by one
i’ll prepare their bodies for my dinner one by one

i’ll return my overdue books one by one by one 
i will say goodnight to my friends one by one by one
i will flip my eggs perfectly one by one by one
i’ll conquer the days of the week one by one by one 

i will count my prayers one by one by one by one 
i will punch in punch out one by one by one by one
i’ll blow out the candles one by one by one by one
i’ll save up my pennie’s one by one by one by one

the ants go marching one by one by one by one by one 
i count the train cars one by one by one by one by one
i flip the pages one by one by one by one by one 
i kiss your freckles one by one by one by one by one

the seconds one by one by one by one by one by one
the minutes one by one by one by one by one by one
the hours one by one by one by one by one by one
the decades one by one by one by one by one by one

oh one by one by one by one by one by one by one

one by one

look below 
the depths of everything you know
just pull it all apart and see 
there’s nothing more to be
than yourself but you’re still going to hell and
satans got your back 

in the body of the big man up stairs
even if he ever really cared 
he kicked your chair out from you
when you tied the rope around your neck
and you begged him 
but satan’s got your back

wars will rage, starving by wage theft
don’t let the good ol boys corrupt your communist mindset
death to greed and so we bleed for what’s
right 
just fight 
til we die 
in the name of satan

so tell me now
which side do you wanna chose 
the one who pulled the noose or the goat man who freed you 
from an unfulfilling life full of protestant expectations
when in the end we’re all still bound for eternal damnation 

and i have nothing more left to say
but you can pick any day & satans got ur bak

(i believe in the devil and nothing more
to be a heavenly child is to be a fucking bore
and i know my devil will just 'revel' in my little sinful tune
so let’s take all our clothes off and bleed buckets under the moon
when i cut you you cut me and watch how everyone will see
how gracious and delightful our red king could ever be
cause they don’t know him like we do and they want to smear his name
but little do they know they’re just pawns in gods little game)

satan is my friend

if i marry you tomorrow will you take me straight to bed
gently place my head 
on your feather down heart

if you marry me tomorrow and we become newly weds
i’ll kiss you on your head
every day until we’re dead

cause the good lord said so
well dance this holy monogamous tango 
i’m your property and you’re my provider
till we’re both eternally tired

so every night i’ll set the table and we’ll
bless our daily bread 
oh i’ll make sure you’re fed
and stay well rested

drawing and erasing curtains for the light that will be shed
into our little nestly domicile

until i find you to be vile
and realize i don’t want to bear your child
let you hit me in the name of His gile
and drink until i’m covered in bile

and when you come home in the evening
you can take me to the shed
pump me full of lead
kiss the walls with red

when you realize what you’ve done you’ll stick the barrel to your head
and blow one last kiss for me

marry me tomorrow

original https://igitur.bandcamp.com/track/in-each-others-pockets

in each other's pockets (igitur cover)

im not what they see
protein packed with glee
red beads cover me
low on energy
numbers make my head twirl
have a i been a real bad girl
or can i rest easy knowing
results should be showing now

the light hurts my eyes when i stand i see white 


when i look at my face
and tell her i’m a huge disgrace
i’ll never get the help i need 
my chia pet will remain seeds

the angels in the sky
reach out their arms and show me why
recovery is what i need
recovery is what i need 

i don’t care if i live or die 
as long as i have big bright eyes
and when i tried to take my life
i saw an angel by my side
i need to stay awake for her
and spoil her in jewels and furs
i cannot go so hear my plea
no dogman but recovery
recovery is what i need 
recovery is what i need

recovery

sophia's birthday song

close your answers though
i’ll let you know
when they know
in 29 years 

cold ropes
crawl up your nose
hunting down
something not to be found 
and you know 
surely you know
your very best behavior
will bring you no savior
and i’m not
so sure about worthiness
i’m working on courtesy that’s
aimed at my own sanity 

while the trees are still crying
onto your face leftovers from yesterdays rain
goodbye to life as we know it 
the blood gets to flowing 
from your back as you fall from your high
and now i’ve got to get going
before i start showing
my symptoms and get locked away
we were never anything
just carolina clay caked heavy on some poor kids knees

mammalfriend

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