"NO. 5 // CURSE" lyrics
"NO. 5 // CURSE"
Dear Jimmy,
I feel your absence. I feel your hand on my hip. My curse returns to me and fills my mouth. Three dogs approach from the water, and I name them, and I name the water, and I name the leaves that fall. I name the encroaching darkness and the sun cradled blow and the black pit and the white cut. All Jimmy.
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