this song is really moreish

I want to but I don’t

tinn a bheith tinn a bhíonn

mcalpines fusiliers

Gnaw

underneath the dirt

Sorry (Unreleased) - Keo

call me orange the way i be meanderin 

the pillar props so that the spiral may crop up - completing the curve. looking out and stepping back within. turning like a spiral. as long as i live the pervasive spiral imagery with permeate without abandon. clarity. curiosity. 

for catherine and claire and jake and sophia and gigi and lots of people everyone really for being furiously curious most of all

cgdgbe nonsense (orange order, orange is the way of things)

what’s the matter?
all your candle lights are burning 
we’re not learning
from the bastards at your door
we went dancing
but you don’t dance like just a glass and
the glass bottle
filled the blanks from off the floor

christ loves a chancer
but fuck knows that’s not the answer
still in your canter
i could make myself a bed
fucking lonely
though i still remember wholly 
(?)
jet black ponies
ran the course on broken legs 
we did gamble
and not to overly post amble
but i would kill to
bleed us dry like that again

jet black ponies ran the course on broken legs

smoking area is really echoey sounds tubular.  these are catherines scrambled eggs and she just seasoned them for the first time ever yesterday after i told her she was gay. how novel. what was the biggest impact of your stay in john of gods psychiatric inpatient facility? it was the seasoned scrambled eggs of course. eggscellent. defeating mental illness one plate of slop at a time

dirt the one that catherine likes

Rose

Tell the world a bit about yourself. Mention your musical influences, gigs and collaborations

underneath the dirt

JakeBrennanCEB7