let’s slow down we’re stirring up the silt
that was once beneath our feet, now it swirls around our waist / &wastes
curling into broken rip-ups / ribbons
trailing off
a party like / light this could be good for us
if i could pull your breath right from your fingertips to hang s carves around my neck
hundred finger candles waving / waiting
&you dip yourself outside
under waxy canopy
lets slow dance just before it ends, or maybe this is now real life:
starting when the song is
ending in your car, and i leave to wash the lake water
from my burning skin
William Ryan Fritch's enthralling, doomy new CD comes housed in a gorgeous, panoramic gatefold sleeve with bewitching original artwork. Bandcamp New & Notable May 16, 2016