

The Waltz Into Oblivion The floorboards squealed under my feet as I inched down the hallway towards my room. I knew what was coming, and my heart thudded against my chest in anticipation. My sweating hands clutched a thin, square object: Bass Communion's recently released album, Loss. I could feel the excited energy boil up impatiently in my stomach. I'd been waiting much too long for this sacred album to come in the post. My door swung open almost quietly for the first time in an eternity. I shut it behind me. With the almost inaudible click of the door sliding into position, the outside world was unThe Waltz Into Oblivion


Meditation IThe bark of the tree is speckled with green pigments forming earth colours.Meditation I
All the small, queer spots on the burgundy fall leaves catch my opened eye.
The gold of my tea is hidden by the black cup, making me saddened.
The ancestor tree, whose roots stretch underneath me, nourish my self.


The Oracle Bone-ManI have a Delphi mind, and in my oracle eyes I can prophesize and preach holy lies; it comes naturally.The Oracle Bone-Man
In the depths of my soul and the marrow it holds, I can feel the Wall and the cries from them all, as they call to me.
In the blushes of dawn, when they clip all their lawns, one sacrifices a fawn in the name of a god drawn by a starving artist.
All the noises they bring pale as the church bell rings. They put aside summer flings to pray to the divine thing they've sold their lives to.
In truth,
You left again.
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I'll lay awake for a while. I'll leave the light on a while.
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