'cleaning out my conscience' + 'lvls may vary' physical bundle
Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
includes:
1) 'cleaning out my conscience' on printed CD, in acrylic painted, offsite-handprint laden custom case, w/ track-listing insert, pinched together by gorilla glue, artwork by whichlight
2) 'lvls may vary' , a 12-track cd including additional cuts, originally planned for, though not released on 'cleaning out my conscience,' and, in addition, *not to be released in any form other than the physical copy purchased here* . compared w/ the more thoroughly mastered and prepared COMC project, LMV includes a smattering of freestyles and throw-aways recorded between the summer of 2016 and the spring of 2017.
+ a 'mind-scrap' , a random scribbled thought from offsite's personal "golden chest," a collection of multiple years-worth of caught thoughts scribbled onto any nearby medium (e.g. napkins, students' receipts, fliers, etc.)
Includes unlimited streaming of cleaning out my conscience
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
...more
He *made a start
At playing hard'n
Then it fell apart
*Soft hearts
imitate Bonaparte'n
get blown apart
To *smithereens
The inbetweens
And flip-floppers
Who fit awkward
w/ calico curiosity'n
fickle dreams
*Mr. Clean
@Fronts
Until the mana's @up
spells expelled
Sit still it's time to man @up
*searching
Lured by life's numerous workings
Majestic pasture
Capturing attention
Till the Duty's shirked'n
*Duly folded'n
Til your foolishness
Is truly bloated
*2D vision
@stuck on a fin in a platoon of fishes
The mood emissions
Long removed swoop in
Droopin' feelings
Whoopty whoop
Who's him?
---
We were *thick as thieves
She was into me
And I was into her
I liked her confidence
She said
I made a proper listener
She liked to vent
I liked to make pretend we had it figured out
That I'd proposed w/ gold
Before she'd even stuck her finger out
The day dreaming
We liked late sleeping and morning sex--
She taught another man to stretch
In his apartment
he was sore she said
I said, "allowed"
I tended toward giving the benefit of doubt
My homies always told me
I might benefit from getting out
But *fuck 'em
Slowly I could
No longer trust 'em
They were envious
And saw I saw what heaven is
And they were nothing standing next to it
I'd been as dead as igneous
She raised me up like Lazarus
She used me
I mean used to say that I was talented
And said what she did wasn't cheating because
We were polyamorous--
*I'll admit
I felt a bit uncomfortable
& sad be--
Cuz we hadn't sexed for weeks
Then suddenly he's making love to you
But look what love can do?
I forgive you and believe you.
I can see you.
And if you hurt me then you didn't mean to.
Besides,
you find I'm highly sensitive sometimes
And since you know what's best for me
I let it slide and
set it all aside
And sigh