Horse Jumper of Love - S/T (FULL ALBUM STREAM)




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Published on Apr 21, 2017

'Horse Jumper of Love' by Horse Jumper of Love available 4.21.17 on Joy Void Recordings

Funeral expense commercial
Kids cutting birthday cake- I am the jealous one
I remember that shirt I got a bunch of bleach on it I liked it that way too
I am an ugly brunette I want to have a lonely child
I'll be patient with you thats the way the garden grows and the gardener forgets

July 5th at the beach :
Soft smell of trash, Inner seagull carcass lining, Smoking next to the kids. Sitting on my America Towel, I love you very much forever.

I open the door
crawl in your bed
stick my head
through the storm window.

Spitting crumbsinto your backpack you dump them out on the old sour patch.

I like it stuck to my skin- dried and vacuumed.Bagel breath in the morning.

Borrow my toothbrush even scrape your tongue nothing gets past the old sour patch.

Blurry television
I got bored and turned off your glow. Sitting on my America towel
You got bored and put on my clothes.

I talk with your teethKiss you through my shirt Spaceman feels good

Blurry television
You got bored and turned off my glow. Sitting on our America towelsI got bored and put on your clothes.

I talk with your teeth
Kiss you through my shirt
Spaceman feels good

There is a notion in your skull
At least there's motion when I crawl
Your elbow is sharp
Against my ribs and mine is dull
I have learned to start and stall
There is nothing for me here

There is a woman in her sleep
Who fills me bottles feeds me teeth
She peels an apple
With her nails
And there is dirt and there is juice
And I am mixing up the two
I am dragged- clenched by you

Heliophobe why has your hair been bleached
Why do your knees have tan lines like prison cells

The timing of light is always right
The sensitivity will make whirring machines that take the place of your eyes

I couldn’t stand to be the ghost in youI couldn’t touch you without hurting the bruises

Disposable exposed photographs
Sun Poisoned you

There was a night where my view of the whole worldchanged with the crack of an eggshell
I laid my head to rest in the hands of a pretty orange peeler
they said “don’t be so down on yourself at least not tonight please”
“Don’t be so down on yourself”
I realized that the moon shines like a pillow case and creases like our comforter when you think of me I’ll think of you as a place as a home

I hold onto your words like candle light you hold onto mine like pantomime

A selfless man with back cut like photographs was pulling out my wisdom teeth he planted them in the backyard and they grew to be tall strong orange trees the fruit was rotten but the dirt was expensive thats all nurture meant to methe fruit was rotten but the dirt was expensive.

I hold onto your words like candle light you hold onto mine like pantomime

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