The truth proves elusive. I talk in circles when I’m zooming.
I am my own doom. Set my soul in motion, soul groove.
I wander the road, lifeless, droning on about drones
In a monotone that drives away the rocking boat.
Should that boat stay afloat the water health will suffer.
Slaughtering myself seems the option that would stop another.
Fuck depth. I paint upside down in outer space.
Clouds of rage followed by the inevitable depression sickness.
Chemicals that wilt these petals. I’m real without Geppetto.
I do a twisted dance of death on edges of stilettos.
Seldom do I silence thoughts, I find the cliff and climb and drop.
And write a boggling train of thought borderline microscopic.
I fight the nausea like a pharmaceutical aid.
Abel dodging slashes in a star cruiser with Cain.
It’s hard to use your brain with abuse in the way.
Loopy little paper plane when I get goofy and play.
Zooming like a pitiful, vindictive resilient human.
Fiddling with the movement. The fetus was pulled from the womb.
Freedom in the room oozed away like a pocket of porridge.
Foraging in the forest for a locket so gorgeous.
My eyes are ripped from their sockets so gory, what a metamorphosis.
This metaphysical force is just so enormous.
Flee from this land of catastrophic decisions.
The constant tragedies just coming and dropping by when they visit.
I lost my eye to the wizard. I lost kindness in the blizzard.
The dryness swept over me as I resign to the ditches.
I got a mind full of stitches that make me smile and grimace,
Simultaneously. It’s my own kind of primal sickness.
Rewind the remixes of time and slide into the metronome.
The kind of light so bright the knives won’t leave your head alone.
Kneed the bread and lock your home. You’re dead behind the dead bolt.
Grip the wire tighter than you ever have, then let go!
Bleed. Drone on, crawling on the floor.
Go to sleep, lying on the gears.
I can’t breathe underneath it all,
We crawl.
Dig through sand that fills in holes,
It keeps my hands in motion till the morning.
Stumble through the mud while the rain comes down,
When the rain comes down it stays until the morning.
credits
from The Disquieted Mixtape,
released January 1, 2015
This track features a vocal performance by Noelle and a verse written and performed by Pensive.
On "Cheetah in the City," L.A. rapper Blu teams with Parisian duo Union Analogtronics. The result is a jaunty rap collab, full of synthesized funk-focused beats. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 7, 2016