Tue
Oct
2
\(°-° ),
Sat
Mar
31
Other places a body be:
Above a bunch of rainclouds
Behind a waterfall
Surfing inside a wave
Going left
Then going right
Fri
Mar
30
Bass Drum Dream
Drum set in the sky
Huge crashes and pounding drums fill up the whole place
The bass drum making the soundwave with one giant head
It’s similar to a secret part of my head
A ghost that’s gone
Left in its place instead, a love for certain sounds
Bass drum clouds
Lightning shoots out of my eyes to blow fuses, not angry but singing my songs
Conducting with cloud hands made of moisture and electric shocks
Most of the sounds that come from my hands are the thunder explosions
When I clap together, waking you up
But that spell’s wearing off.
