Cryptozoology

You hugged me with hands curled up in fists And the weapon in your front pocket squeezing my tits And we kissed with teeth touching, that's how it was, And every breath exchanged another loss. I bought a book on life in the sea And i read it out alou

roll up your sleeves, there's work for you to do, the sand's blocking the drains but keep your ears shut or it will talk to you. we don't need accusations. we know there's dried blood on the stairs. it keeps telling those stories i don't want to hear

All the beech trees in your colony Don't know shit about how it really was When you grew your claws. Ripped tissue like their bark and all engraved hearts Until nothing was left of the past And all the other kids in the colony Have got helmets down t