horseglue from horseglue by Ekko Astral

why am i
so close to
automatic rifles
i write my
words down and
shoot holes in
your ankles
a national
horse race
I call it glue factory
I can’t believe i’m just a
dateline to my friends
why am I
so close to
genocide
free for all
trial balloon
i’m floating
we all float
drone bomb you
tell no one
i love them
i can’t breathe,
i can’t eat
i can’t sleep,
choke on the light of my friends
for a lower gas price
black and white red over
four leaf clove heat expose
kitchen stove? i say no
hell has froze, taylor knows
punditry growing nose
burned east coast
burned west coast
money goes nowhere
but in my throat
and the blood drips down like hershey’s chocolate
and it feels good
and the blood drips down like hershey’s chocolate
and it feels good
and the blood drips down like hershey’s chocolate
and it feels good
and the blood drips down like hershey’s chocolate
if it bleeds it leads
if it bleeds
if it bleeds it leads
if it bleeds

• Punk
• dystopiacore
• noise rock
• post-punk
• punk rock
• transgender
• Washington