i can breathe
i can finally leave here
i can permeate
again
i can weave about
my older spells again
i can walk
three
miles
a
night
i can breathe
i can say that im a
good person
good person
i can stop
dying now
i can see much farther
beyond my old limits
that were self imposed
i can breathe again
i can be me again
something i may still remember
as i feel it coming back
i can breathe again
i can be me again
and i dont have to be
nothing else
amazing
i was born in the tongues of corpses all in the bed
of a growing body fragile
holding itself face deep in water
cleansing its sight through a vision of me
i can
recalibrate
and dive
back into my style
i can return
to untouched
machinery
show my face again
living without an old cape
unblind myself
take off the tape
remove the dragon
bones inside my back
in walking dreams i appeared to him
with sea blue eyes and wavy blonde hair
i woke him from his deep swimming slumber
and guided him that he would not drown
i can
become a wind
my cardinal
direction
live in a lung
release
in tandem marriage
with the sea
i can become thin
or magnanimous
i can spin
and receive a name
i can sin
and perceive the same
and maybe that you say your
first impression was you saw a woman
but then you realized it was a man
well you know
i never stopped being a woman
is it just my features
youre nothing special
a rerun at best boy
your devil word is nothing
your dirty word is so good
your demon tongue is still so young and lacking in its venom
and every soul just has to be moved from this place to that one
i did for johnny
now people know him
but maybe not for the right reasons
oh well his choice
i got more bodies to move
to correct positions
maybe they can make their masters and creators prideful
its too much
to be true
when it cometh to an honor code
its too much for one
can you imagine
this much to harness
this much to draw
to cleave
from a single socket
a heart so reserved
knows the space that it takes
it dare not become bigger than it knows
your devil word is nothing
your dirty word is so good
your demon tongue is still so young and lacking in its venom
credits
from The Silence of Me,
released June 28, 2020
written November 22, 2019
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