New new mew pew pew peechew eerie lady whispy baby voice of demonic femme fatales, harbinger of foolishness, broken heart life support, drunk psychedelic grunge indie sex die, sad For those nights when all the creeping creepsters in the world are doin there thing and need a damn good tune to do them to, just like the rest of us when we're doin our normal ass shit, weather it be "normal" or not. What even the hell is that? NORMAL? Anyway? So lame, the whole idea seems like a lame ass Nooo Thank You Very Much itinerary docieriey predatory monster movie to me. So much sleeze and happenings of dada to surreal to uimpressionistic abstractally avoidance as heirs to a world crumbling, we exists but do we dance? Can we sing? The world's what's left, we're the results of what's been done. We've got a choice. Or a thousand. Or None. WE just move on and on and one day off world if we're lucky. Then we'll be a creeping with the best of um as they creep on creeping steadily right on our behinds on mars or n=venus when either has been terraformed and we've all got summer staycays out amongst its once Martian Covered ground or Venutian Blood enriched soils, much like the wild Wild West was built here, on sacred indigenous, Indian lands. Lie in secret, truths told in whispers to no one, nyet but the wind-sweeping the mountains year after year would be have been were once witness to what was before the entitled moved up and over and kicked out all the plants and the wildlife and the original human hosts. Perhaps it’s different now tho, that the martian locals seem to have most likely dried up & blown away with their ever fading atmosphere. Is it still gentrification if the original bits and traditions in all its rich variations & majesties have all but dried up & moved on and died out? Matters not if they killed themselves outright through attacks. Nuclear or poison tipped arrows or guns or mayhems just an alien or viral attack. Yet this piece shows us how we could fall farther on or closer yet still fear you not but have warning be wary of the times and know we may might have even one could throw in a probably will art some point rot it all on out. this home. our homage. could be prepped to feed, fuel, & house us, for moments more, maybe months. Hopefully, and here's a hoping, that its eons & then some but none such luck 🍀 is ever the truest among young love. & what r we, humans, if nothing, but. New new mew pew pew peechew Whisky whisper lady eerie femme fatal voice baby Shh Harbinger of foolishness, broken heart life support, drunk psychedelic grunge sex die, sad sad sad sad me sad now sad pain pain pain pain sad change sad never helping claimed to fix said it would be but never grew From plain lame same same Sad Ow New new mew pew pew peechew eerie lady whispy baby voice demonic femme fatales, harbinger of foolishness, broken heart life support, drunk psychedelic gotta feed the beast Lets feast Can’t keep Compete Delete Weep, sleep
