The Peepers

Easter morning Hungry to gainon quiet and nightand cold and rain we pixelatewe complicateour veins are antifreeze our throats are bubblegumour forestssocialist no liege, no CEOwe give awayour loamy, pitchy songs they say what they meanstay, staythe winter’s over we made them from decaythe understoryordered us some food thanks understorythanks salamandersthanks paramecia God set the […]