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Blood Fiction
04:00
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My movement. Everyone just bending to a will. Colossal and beyond. I’m painted. Soft bones, bad lights. Next week, we drive to Syracuse for a night. I will be free. Dummy is scratched. Still plays. In corners, the flesh. Forgotten summers. How long it takes, for the light of dawn. He takes something from me.
He is black ink in water.
Destroyer of nights. Unknowable. Paint my skin the colour of milk.
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The idiot day breathes foul. The Wild Hunt sends its scent. A black mountain. The hunter crawls from the dawn. Hisses at the sun. Sleeper wakes to find her skin claimed.
She shines like chrome. Poolside. It’s right here.
Open the gates.
Said full moon comes tonight. And the blood fiction, turning, turning, slowly, hoping. A waste, a waif, a songbird. And a dark basement where we smoke and fuck.
I lay down again.
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Flu Breather
05:52
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The hunter lurks, and Sleeper breathes the new air. Unsteady, unafraid. Checks her pager.
Axis of void.
Worse than nothing. A world turning blindly. Uncaring. Forgetting. Gathering.
Finding her.
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The void heaves. My straps loosen. Sean moves closer. Closer still…
He’s a fuck predator.
An Apex Blood Man. He says he’s massive, but I’m all whatever.
The void heaves. Blinding stretches of time. Midday sorrow. I cut through the light and the size of night. If he’s a monster than he swallows the sky. Time negates
time negates time. Hours pour in through his mouth. Because you are rotting.
Rotten.
A rotten seed. Shining on my belly. Runny and quickly dying. He says, laughing
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No Ecstasy
06:36
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Across the river they went. Strays. Slate-grey skies. A softening. A secret. The Blood Queen sighs.
Then waits. Wonders where the moon goes in the daytime.
Carrion.
Carrion King devours her. Kills. Takes. And he wants just for the sake of want. And what he kills, he kills completely and erases what he needs.
Would you walk with me in the dusk?
Mountains. Steady. Blood Queen sleeps. Sinks into the ground. Is no more.
He needs all of you. All your secrets. Leave my bones here by the water. Flesh falls.
Carrion he remains. Bury him.
Carrion.
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Under the Vomit Moon
07:08
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Sun colours of June. Into me this lurch of time. A reach in depths.
To crawl home, ashamed. Rest upon me, and so awake. Heavy with musk and blood. Soon enough.
Luminous.
But for now, he has me. And so I swallow the night. And he knows nothing of me.
He doesn’t know. Tell them tell them tell them. But none of that leads anywhere familiar.
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Sick blooming and cruel. Nameless (and I never hear its name). Waiting. Shove it in.
He was fog eating the wind.
I do not know. Dreamless and stalking. Heavy burden. Tell them how it went.
That was my scent and my lighter.
I am endlessly
returning.
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Blank Nurse/No Light Toronto, Ontario
Blank Nurse/No Light is an experimental electronic project helmed by Evan Davies (Several Futures, Republic of Safety,
Ghostly Graves). It began as a means to exorcise personal demons.
Rooted in sonic ritual, the music is a disparate mosaic of tension, introspection, catharsis, and anger. Narratives for a bleak world.
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