gothic sea strumming with alien man haze

by ag davis

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1.
groin 05:01
2.
3.
dope 02:24
4.
dievest 02:06
5.
on intro 01:28
6.
7.
8.
9.
boat song 02:18
10.
for PAY 01:03
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mainframe 02:11
12.

about

ag davis: vocals, acoustic guitar, piano, self-designed softsynths, synthesizer, drum machine
bryan: bass guitar, acoustic guitar
cover painting by AG Davis
recorded over a period of a few months, '21 to '22;
a kim petras cover, decompositions, and so-called compositions

-----some words----
this mask, a voyage only prevents my mind---
quickly
panning
corresponds to blurring any motional hunger,
finally put it to justice.
i'm in the way
of other words,
the symbol of the tautology,
the same,
or, a wife crushes.
that was the support for taboo meals,
a cancellation derived from a lizard
that shat an apple, amply
beasts kill my thoughts to say
any dead and perforated time
can and will exist,

and the horizontal cortisone
and the cortisone limit

production sidesteps your career,
hits of tinmen disrupt the holidays.
wife crushes,
again,
harmony
roared throughout the celestial vessel.

(do not instantaneous newspapers accuse rancorous
horoscopes
of growing up in its sense of avalanched singers?)

to three times the strength of the antecedent's legs.
i have something that
voluntarily throws blood flat with contingent stones,
fake questions to ravage my enrichment
before the wood bites and creates some form of
asinine devotion (?),
a tree,
so snakes and then upside my plus-insignia,
and---
wormwood---
plumes with its petrified values.

the drinking platform to divert last words,
and the last word in this book.
# page
and anno dominos:
we left the wine at the wedding,
ciphers of puzzled castings
to disturb the oratorical father
combing flying fish in
his well-intertwined thoughts:
a botched airplane introduced it?
ok.
i withdraw carefully,
because tens of thousands have died
in crashes over the oceans…
the toxin from the comparison will be
too shallow,
the virgin locust goes wild.
or,
a tautology,
the same,
or, they are thirsty, (and we must)
our flashing necks melt around the
wreck
of symbiotic pebbles.
to dance on
my inflamed lips,
it's very hard to communicate
with something that will end up within me
in the end.

the silly twisting of the cracked smiles,
seesawing on the vacant word
with
fixed additions,
tempting the swollen ankles of folklore corrections
into a fiery bed.

as for them,
i masturbate nomenclature.

i repeat my coil.

and that
prevents the hive-like conjunctions
from adjudicating
mathematical in-bursts
on a monadic 'lie':
of which,
of course,

tautology.

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