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Brief Transmissions from the Insatiable

by Tweak

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1.
There's a bug Burrowed in the back of my conch It speaks suggestively "Haven't you wondered of a selfishly sweet, knee-buckling release? Satisfaction by strangulation of need?" I think it's my god. Genderless voice Spewing scripture speak Skin restricted wings buzz blaring, aching ring. "Unshapen the ring; feed You'll always be fiending, fixing, grinding teeth to powder."
2.
Hazy rotting daze mind ballooning out from my brain "What a waste," I cackle at my shitty body's remains. Apex parasite; bloated human holding evolution hostage convenience tunneled vision will close up blind. Flock to feeding trough face fuck by sludge humanity's clotting up it's own blood I decay slowly
3.
Sexual frustration seething through my person it's not enough to hang this rope from my neck disconnecting wire from old bleeding teeth mind numbing delusion molested through self destruction bite down, spread out Overjoyed asphyxiation gleefully i am shaken through filth
4.
Pad Locked, white walled confinement Deliriously dull hospital lighting Piano wire boas parade in under the doorframe Taunting, hissing, grazing skin; slight incisions sanity trickling to the floor wrapped up, tightening grip I lie in it
5.
Pores dot the room, they open up wide to inhale the sounds of my writhing. They exhale, childlike crying. Blood pools curdle, bell end throbbing. Longing to fuck the source. But that has been done, with a deep breath, a big flex, i made butchers of the boas.

about

Self proclaimed godhead,
a grand delusional cloak
wrapped tightly around it.

The modern human.

In this I find
the source of my disgust,
the perceived grace of
presence;
a gift to the rest
of the pathetic
parasitic infest.

My slender fingers,
once fine tipped,
have dulled in disuse.
But a voice gagged a request
up from my sickened bowels;

"Sharpen those claws again
And walk aimlessly,
endlessly,
dragging your long arms behind you,
with them sunken deep
into the skin of the earth."

I will pay heed
to the logic of my gut,
with pleasure I will
purge.

-Joan

credits

released December 29, 2017

Will Ciaccio - Guitar / Vocals
Connor Jones - Drums / Vocals
Seb Alvarez - Bass / Vocals

Recording / Mixing by Zack Farrar
Mastering by Derek Allen

Album Art by Benjy Jay

Recorded in the winter of 2017.

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