universal appeal by Sleighfuckers

the time has come when i don’t think about you on your birthday
though i suspect that there’s something about you i miss
the time will come when i don’t think about your existence
though your departure was sealed with a watery kiss

let it be known that the universe works against me
though tachyons show a universal appeal
the bleeding sap is a sign of the springtime returning
2004 was the last enjoyable year

there comes a time when the bookshelf starts to crumble
beneath the weight of the wears and tears of your mind
the old sinew that had bound your pages together
dissolves within all the fluids they tapped from your spine

the city sleeps like a roadkill deer on the shoulder
while maggots writhe between the ribs that once held a life
his busy streets are the sounds that quell primal hunger
the painful pangs produce a pitiful plead from his throat

• Experimental
• folk
• indie rock
• queercore
• shitpost
• Downingtown