lush atmosphere I’m making music for you to rest in
reverse dream
I get dizzy
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Nothing & Waiting For
are my gods
ellipsis (…)
that terrible
the logos
I bow down to
my shape
is shipwreck
mainly faded just stay
I’ll read you some early Tomaž Šalamun
from my apartment
in this shitty city
and maybe baby
we can make out
the stars