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Flood

while u was chasing paper i was making poems
alike to homo sacer, the way i stay alone
ill fight and hold a saber til they come to rake my bones
to great decay and sacred om, my fate is known
i trace and comb my way through space and roam
to face the crones, who hasten home my wasted dome to basal zone

dialectics over dualism
but my mind is hectic and assumes a prison
i fried electric but the wounds still hissing
i spy a spectre in my room which is spinning
i lose the glisten, exude perdition
from my two incisions cuz im too fictitious
hear boos and hisses
while they spoon blandishments
just to brusquely soothe my blisters

homo sacer

feeding frenzy in the ego's empty space, 
peek thru keyhole's entry and dense sea haze
sneak past sentry, he reaps many graves
keep sending waves of grief and malaise
bequeathed with a gaze
it creeps, then it fades
beneath the display
it accretes and it weighs
on me, weep til im dazed
a cretin, a slave
to deep inner hate
and feeling afraid

frenzy

enoch

cacoethes scribendi
collapse and repeat til empty
stackin theses, the pen bleeds
creased sheets and sweat beads

locked in crystalline canvas
get lost in rhythm and vanish
from constant feeling of panic
i got from livin organic

mental cyborg gettin head zaps
erect a high fort, never let pass
all the eyesores in my lead past
fallin thru time towards a death pact
yeah i said that

look into the camera see a hollow face
shook and kinda standing with astonished gaze
pushed into the narrows and i lost my way
ive undergone decay
a comment on the grave
thats on the way

cacoethes

ive forsworn enormous torrents
storms that tore my forehead
with thorns and portents
my core was born of abhorrent worms and swarms of torment

i draw up dregs to spawn the lexicon
the wrought up dread that dawns will hex the throng
impress upon the listener
the perspective of a prisoner
just some lessons from the minotaur

im scribblin visuals over writtens of akin syllables
launchin mystic dirigibles of meaning
with caustic miserable feelings 
atop panoptic pinnacle i see things

in this semiotic crucible
i explore the symbolic and noumenal
quixotic aloof unknowns
in hegemonic exclusion zones
outside of what the institutions own
a logic built on human bones


dregs

Whine Present

kilDUBOIS

feb242023 5am

this is my part from "Motel 6", a 6-way split tape between eu-iv (@bmore-new-era), chordandjocks (@jordan-cox-871560417), saharas greenery (@saharas-greenery), jacob rochester (@jacobrochester), and k-nite (@k-nite). huge shoutout to sunday dinner records (@sunday-dinner-records) for organizing this, they did a fantastic job bringin us together to make this collection of absolute heaters!! really happy to have been able to work with such talented artists and im so glad about how this project turned out, yall r gonna love this. 2 hours worth of beats so dig in!!!!

1. secondspassed - 0:00
2. lucent - 2:18
3. roll - 4:22
4. drive - 6:50
5. enigma - 8:52
6. memories - 11:13
7. free - 12:45
8. together - 14:44
9. endless - 17:00

cacoethes

nonperson

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