MOON_CHILD (shane mccullough remix)

Full Stop

BUY VIA BANDCAMP

on the nature of willpower

March 21st

bathroom floor

bathroom floor w/ aephyn

remake of the first thing i ever released as kind of a reflection piece

lifes a trip

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A distance between, 
permeating root and soil 
'til the very world
is blurred, 
and all you can hear 
is ringing.

The Silence Is Deafening

The Silence is Deafening

March 21st roared

And wind
permeates your flesh;
hardened, but not insulated.
A cold armor, 
against those who would hurt you.
But just as abrasive
to those...

And bone
too wet
to even start a fire.

And quickly,
as it had broken you,
it left.
Its frigid claws unmemorable.
No mark, ever dug.
You've felt it too many times before.

And life,
tempo too slow
to even be perceived a song.

And march went.
And the year went.
And with so much change
you've never felt more stagnant.
Feet deep in mud;
with insects who feed on 
bone
too wet
to even start a fire.

Remembering Never, Ever A Go

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gender norms blow chunks

sour gummy worm

Excited to finally present this one! Single off my next project that will hopefully give you an idea of what's in store. Hope you enjoy <333
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Misaligned

See you next year <3
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Like a cross section of a fractal; looking at the palm of your hand
Observer.
Even to see is not instantaneous
You will never get the full picture
You will never see me all at once
Only over time.
And so I ask
that you may look at what I share
in time.

NO CALL/NO SHOW

song of the books
arr Ilse de Ziah (2016), trad Tomás Ó Súilleabháin (1785–1848), abr. me (2021)
this edition was recorded on july 20th, 2021

Amhrán na Leabhar

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the old room

Glorbo (orb theme)

Mask

Absent Day

you're making me uncomfortable

+shenandoah+

ON MY OWN

With Love, From You Yesterday

Rime

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Pouring down the vacant yard
forfiet all desire
Laul to the wiser, change those flat tires
build up those pyres

Drowning mad in abated time
laiden. Hit the road. MALIGNED
and I've still got the time
I've still got the time

Saccharine glass ornates the form
I'm fed with the blast
Pyre'd the past/ I'm out for the door
Still not quite sure what I'm looking for

Clocking out, rainchecked the foreman
The toast is pass'd; the forum laut
I've been wading through the loop
and the worst is yet to come
the worst is yet to come

but it won't be very long
no I can't say that I'm strong
and it can't be in the wrong

Albuquerque's verdure at a glance was lush
Shared a bowl, stamped those embers under brush
Those ashes sweelty rot
Wheres my royal flush
Wheres my needed clutch

I've stretch'd taut the time : the time you've spawned
but I can't seem to recall the halcyon
time is moving on
and it can't be in the wrong

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Halcyon (feat. grape milk)

Pharisees

bonds  
wrought apart from our wrongs  
deitize the sun's shallow rise                                          

grudge
astute chaste from every judge
harrowing eyes fantasize
     estuary boughs,        red with 

pütre.
croppings coop the crake.
embraced in every right
	yet you turn away from
		those pious
__
lights.
there was reason in the chorus
of chores to break the sport. 
(life is good)
--
why 
do we still believe, i 
cried and i tried to fascillitate, and reperate it-
hatched, trashed beyond all repair
____
nestled in the mausoleum 
   thats past of any one freedom
the room was empty now
the womb was empty now    (bundled in your arms)
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...
...
                                  freedoms:
none,        beating: sun,             priyam  daemon's:
done
	2 caskets

2 Cradles

The Pit

back where it started
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649 Hill St.

649 Hill St. (feat. grape milk)

Atrium

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atrium w/ vata

Before, 
it was a subtle unrest. 
Whispers of things not right, but only whispers. 
Your comfort in ideas too long for this world keep them in check. 
But now your cornerstone is molding, your foundation, weak. 
These whispers hint at something deeper; 
something unseen, unheard, but felt. 
It grows, little by little, until you are swallowed by it, and it 
is the only thing you feel. 
When it is named, it manifests at the forefront of your mind, demanding you see what you've neglected to see all this time, and so you swallow it, 
put on your shoes, 
and play pretend.

shacull

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