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Peppermint teeth
05:11
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peppermint gums and yellow teeth
driving in a blue car suddenly
a weak sense of fear appears
it came back to me in a dream
changing faces changing bodies
there you held my head in between your hands
then I was 5 years old again
then I was safe and unsafe and something
that belongs to a changing body
peppermint gums and yellow teeth
brush and rinse and then repeat
repeat what you said back in bed
on top of you between her legs
between my legs i imagine the sense
the smell and the distant pictures of dreams
nightmares, are you listening to the stories she tells
like a dogs hidden treasure in the backyard
like a bone beneath the dirt beneath the shit
pits of sand between green grass
digging then covering up the hole
digging then covering up the hole
digging then covering up the hole
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reliving the past like additives added to a chocolate bar
the memory is more than the thought but a pressure for more
melting in the sun, melting in your mouth, in my mouth enough
the nostalgic thought of something that is no longer surrounding
but remaining as an afterthought
preservatives
are not healthy for you
additives are addictive
they are not healthy for you
the past is the past is the past
it's not healthy for you
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Unwrapped Packaging
02:38
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It feels like there is a lot of pressure on me to
comply with the pressure against my hand
Though seemingly I’ve already come to know this action
and I am fully equipped and capable of this movement
what do you think of when i’m alone in bed
eyes closed pillow pressed against for complete darkness
the figures are moving within like two blobs of memory
touching the inner part of my brain I seek something more
then just a swollen pain that comes without a warning
like unpackaged wrapping on the floor and within the box
something that you had never seen never seemed to order
i understand the concept
i’m attracted to the form
i’m attracted to the foam
and to put it quite simply you turn me on
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Electricity
02:22
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electricity frightens me
isn’t that funny
not sure what to make of the mind
not sure what to make of the fear
but I know it’s 2 AM
and we don’t know each other
well enough for me to call you
to talk about anxieties
electricity frightens me
isn’t that silly
a moment ago we were together
skin on skin
tangled up like cables
connected to the wall
connected to the bed
the breath is short and quick
it’s not the worst night
but certainly sleep would have been preferred
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Intimacy is a Joke
02:25
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comfortable topics with strangers would include
food, weather, and politics, things you’ve seen on the internet
comfortable topics with new lovers would include
touching and holding and laying in the nude
Topics to steer from with strangers would include
trauma, childhood memories, and the things you think about when you masterbate
topics to steer from with new lovers would include
past lovers, past abusers, people of the past
the things you’ve let into your body repulsively
one night standing in the middle of the street
I saw something i wish I hadn’t seen
is he looking at me, am I looking at him
are we sharing this intimate moment
is it mine, is it his, is it ours
do I mind, does he mind, that I can see his dick
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Body Heat
03:49
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collapse into my breasts
heaviness feeling quite sweet
tearing down a building
body heat and swimming in
and out of the sea
the water might be to cold
Her body may be to warm
the fears of vulnerability
overcome me I am no longer drowning
no longer underwater
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Old Habits
03:39
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old habits are like stalkers looking upon the shoulder
behind every corner behind every counter
like an itch from a bite from a mosquito
must scratch must love mustn’t stop
old habits are like overfilling bathtubs
so simple to turn off the faucet yet
so far from reach the water tips out
onto the yellow tiles of the bathroom
out the door into the living room into the hallway
down the stairs, leaking all your thoughts and prayers
old habits are like lovers
are lovers old habits
old lovers that come again
perhaps if I were more careful
It would hurt less to repeat myself
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