hey you
gender nectar
sifting through the grain of gold
tripping at your door
is that you, alpha in her blood
and when the woman lies
you don't believe her

rolling and unrolling coiling emerging running free
running through the underworld into your room

is he real
or a ghost-lie
she feels she isn't heard
and the veil tears and rages
til her voices are remembered
and his secrets can be told

hey you
gender nectar
crystalline from the vine
you know you'll drink her

rolling and unrolling coiling emerging running free
running through the afterworld into your room

so she prays for a prankster
and lust in the marriage bed
and he waits til she can give
and he waits
and he waits



"Lust has a really strange effect on the piano and in the voice, so it feels like she's in a shape she can't get out of, but it's a shape that's able to bleed in to itself. Creating sounds like that--it's pretty intangible to try and talk about it."