Lyrics:

Gethsemane
The LCD screen
Two double clicks
I'm saving pictures of him from his beautiful past

I've got a history
I've got a need in me
I'm drawing odd circles 
And sawing off pieces of skin for the rim of his glass

I've already given so much
When will I have given him enough?

Gethsemane
You're torturing me
You're not coming down
Do you know I've surrounded myself with the thought of your fall?
(Have I given my all?)

You're mocking me
I'm your poor refugee
I've wrecked my own home 
Don't you know that I'm only a cheap paper doll for your touch?
(Have I given too much?)

I've already given so much
Why can't I pretend that it's enough

I can't see anymore
Tell me what I'm reaching for
I can't see anymore

Gethsemane

1992 was the worst year of your life
So you decided it was time to fuck the girl born during that same December

Well, I had just turned 21 
Ain't it always the perfect age
Still young and wild and so depressed
And just five years older than eldest

And every night we tried
You didn't come the way you liked
And every night we tried

Come on, baby
Come on, daddy
I want you
I wanted you

1992

The difference between me and him is
I'm not forcing him to be brave
The difference between me and him is
He's not wearing any makeup today

But I'm not gonna make him feel bad
Cause I know I've made mistakes
And I'm not gonna make him feel bad
But I doubt you'll come around

The difference between me and him is
He expected me to be sane
The difference between me and him is
I've quit drinking all my problems away

But I'm not gonna make him feel bad
Cause I know I've made mistakes
And I'm not gonna make him feel bad
But I doubt you'll come around

And he won't look back
At the blood on the tracks
He knows he's gonna feel much better
All he's gotta do is wash his hands and dry them off on me

Dry his dripping hands on my body

challenge: make & publish a piece of art every day during 03/19. 
aka 'march ensemble': marchensemble.com

Day 01: pispalan pennut

(a song for a movie in my head)

lyrics:
	
when I run you over 
with my blue Corolla 
I’ll bury you anywhere you want to, darling 

you’ll whisper so softly 
and call me your baby 
we’re free to go anywhere we want to, darling 
so just tell me you love me 

when you tie my waistband 
to the old Downeaster track 
you’ll scatter me anywhere I want to, darling 

I’ll whisper so softly 
and ask you to kiss me 
we’re free to do anything we want to do, darling 
so promise you’ll love me 

when we rise to the heavens 
I’ll look just like Marilyn 
cause we can have everything we’ve prayed for here, darling 

we’ll live on the West End 
you’ll meet all my best friends 
you’ll make love to every girl you want to love, darling 

the tears fall in my sleep 
into the devil’s jacuzzi 
he’ll promise me anything I want from him, darling 

I’ll ask him to find you 
and feed you his quaaludes 
now tell me you love me

Day 03: devil's jacuzzi

Day 04: deep sea handjob

I root for you, but it’s been tough baby, and you’re right to doubt

I root for you, but it’s getting worse, baby, so take back your vows 

I do, I do, I love you but I’m a mess baby I’ll drag you down

I do, I do, I love you but I’ve regressed, baby

type two, baby


potilas saapuu Acutaan hätääntyneessä tilassa

valittaa unettomuudesta, päänsärystä ja hallusinaatioista

standardikysely herättää potilaassa vahvan tunnereaktion ja hän lyyhistyy krampissa lattialle 

kylmä pinta tarrautuu potilaan poskeen ja kämmeniin



I root for you, but I’ve seen the signs before and I’m not surprised

I root for you, but you’re pulling back, my love,
and I guess I’m alright



I do, I do, I love you but this is me and I can’t normalize 

Because our bed is wide but it cannot cure disease, 

type two, baby




lattia nielaisee potilaan hitaasti 

terveyskeskuksen alakerrassa valitettiin katon vesivahingosta ja oudosta hajusta vastaanottoaulassa 

potilaalle määrätään vuodelepoa, sataviisikymmentä milligrammaa lamotrigiinia, kerran päivässä ja enemmän laatuaikaa pitkäaikaisen puolison parissa



(song cover photography by Wesleigh Sterrs)

Day 05: type2

Day 06: pääskylänrinne

Day 07: pyykkipuiston karuselli

Made for "March Ensemble" marchensemble.com
Challenge: Create and publish a piece of art every day for a month in 03/19.

driving nowhere

I know this hurts
But You've been called worse

(kennebunk whispers from 2016)

You've Been Called Worse

Made for day 05/31 or March Ensemble 2020: https://www.marchensemble.com/#/page05-1/

Just Say No

iPad/iPhone demos from my alcove to yours. Challenge: Make & upload a piece of art every day during 03/19 AKA 'March Ensemble': marchensemble.com 
(some days songs, some days other stuff)!

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