night swept early
and the bats came and
landed on me
so dark and so earthy
i ate one
my eyes became
weak and wet
the quilt shields me
from the voices
on the tape - and
they whispered nothing
through thudded soft
beats, suffer
my eyes suffer
and be wet
the clouds fill the skies
fill with bats
there are all that is
to eat.
all earth and fur and
all leather all the time
chew the gristle and
choke it down
choke it down. chew the gristle
and choke it down.
This sweet, mournful “loose concept” album from folk artist Ian McCuen tracks a journey across the bleak landscape of American life. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 22, 2022