from within the lightless cove, a memory
softly melding into formlessness;
internal oceans intersect,
seeping into synapse,
as I caress
the wounded
antelope eyes,
we will undress
hallucinatory shapes,
as we make love upon
the moth-eaten mattress
from the soil of this consecrated touch
coalescent flowers bloom,
amidst the star speckled beauty of impermanence
disembodied spirits intertwine,
beneath the wilted astral foliage
we will harbor withered fragments of a momentary glimpse
where the synapse and the spark converge
we will undress-
when you are sleeping
still the wires are attached
from within the lightless cove, a memory,
buried in the garden of our childish thoughtlessness
wet petals wither
in absentia
The post-hardcore band’s latest is a reflection on time, memory, death, and grief—and is their dreamiest material to date. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 22, 2019