come done gone
w/ not cards left to play
been enjoying
my private absinthe summer
for 7 years now
woke up
still young
yellow-sweated green-faced
doing the asylum polka
fairy boy
wings cropped to sizes
proper for this country's
reaction
shoes all wet
in cat's wrath ruin
no woman to love
no good blues
to turn onto
thrown precisely to the left
side of the border
dead in a pool of horse piss
bloodrain of hopeless hobo's
sinful escapades
oh but my spirit cries still
looking eagerly like never
towards
Americana badlands
savage evil pilgrimages
pioneer primal howls
country
open air hermitage
still can sense some LA trails
in my hometown's
factory dumped
air...
A.J. Kaufmann—wandering bard of Poznań, sonic druid of the cassette realm. Born under a vinyl moon during a lo-fi storm, raised by spectral mixtapes and surreal dreams. He’s conjured 200+ albums while debating invisible muses and sipping metaphor tea. Writes like a mystic, sings like a caffeinated oracle. May or may not be part mushroom. Proceed with headphones.
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Thursday, May 8, 2008
Absinthe summer
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