the woodsman failed to breech those fangs in time.

i've been up since six in the morning. so in a couple of hours i will have been awake for 24 hours and that's trippy feeling that i don't mind when i don't have to work. but i have to work today. the inconsistency of my heart and lungs shows that my mental stability is lacking a bit. i write about april one minute and the next i write about you. it's probably the most unstable i've been, emotionally, in a really long time. i blame that april is leaving next week. and all this neko case i've been listening to.

Neko Case- Dirty Knife


so suddenly the madness came
with its whiskered, wolven, ether pangs
he locked the door
and shut the blinds
he laid down on the floor and he slept like iron
while the dirty knife worked deep
into his spine
the blood runs crazy
the blood runs crazy

cascading letters pool on the stairs
the grass is high, the cats are wild
you can't even touch the tip of their tails
and the blood runs crazy with giant strides

he sang nursery rhymes to paralyze
the wolves that eddy out the corner of his eyes
but they squared him frozen where he stood
in the glow of the furniture piled high for firewood

and the blood runs crazy with giant strides
and the woodsman failed to breech those fangs in time
so they dragged him through the underbrush
wearing three winter coats and a dirty knife