sleep is a welcome gadget
in our headbondhood
the crawling animals will seek
all things warm all things moist
I will relentlessly shame myself
in rest in wake in front of
my truly born beloved
for here I lie in wait
hush little heart
steal my sweating lips
wield my starving hips
there's a cult inside of me
form a salt sprinkle it around me
the creeper's blood is seeping
from this undead wooden headboard
varnish my forehead red in evening
drip down over my jowls
bid them writhe and sprout their
heavy feathers lift my drooping heart
into a bright bound sea surrounded fury
our bodies will return
there's a cult inside of me
form a salt sprinkle it around me
VERBATIM FROM THE VINYL RECORD SLEEVE:
sleep is a welcome gadget in our headbondhood the crawling animals will seek all things warm all things moist I will relentlessly shame myself in rest in wake in front of my truly born beloved for here I lie in wait hush little heart
steal my sweating lips wield my starving hips there's a cult inside of me form a salt sprinkle it around me
the creeper's blood is seeping from this undead wooden headboard varnish my forehead red in evening drip down over my jowls bid them writhe and sprout their heavy feathers lift my drooping heart
into a bright bound sea surrounded fury our bodies will return
there's a cult inside of me form a salt sprinkle it around me