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  • LUV IN THE RUINS Pre-order

    This limited edition artbook merges annotated album texts with Chris Cox's photography to further unravel LUV IN THE RUINS. Printed on high quality papers, the 52-page volume is the album's sole physical iteration. Includes a cache of full quality audio files.

    Limited to 50 editions. Orders ship January 2017.

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Praise the head with severed neck
no pleasure without consequence
you test my lust for men against
the texture of your tersest kisses

you can shave my head next to the stove
ashamed of our anatomies
my sex is lapsing
crying in the kitchen
well you know what I mean

your father named you Lyssa
to patronize your rage
well it does

I change my name to Laura
on a whim

as thunder masks a morning rain
the saxophone abstracts the player’s pain

cut your hand to prove your brand
of self-destruction’s more intense
I fold, I walk
the several blocks to buy another purple bottle

love is dull
but don’t it drive a knife
to know your soul is a disclosure
so easily declined

but I’ll try my best to mellow down
on our way to David’s place
there’s a party, I feel obstinate
I’ll feel better when I’m with your friends
no better when I’m finally

but your friends are so insufferable
so insular, so pure white boredom
alchemizing hollow joy
from limerence and cheap tequila

but me, I’m just an anxious prawn
a vassal of your validating
glance into a crowded room
you’re calm for me, I’m work for you

but can drugs revise the night, ignite these
half-cocked plans, these hands polite, un-
locked inside the bathroom well
I don’t care, I don’t really care

if god had come unhinged the door
to Christ my sin, to climb your roof
well moored in waves moony glow
see the Kingdom lain in gold


from LUV IN THE RUINS, released January 6, 2017



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