antennae vie! by elizabeth whitington

there must've been a point where she said: "everyone's an actor but some don't know it yet."
i bet when you get in your newest kisser's lips, you feel all warm and fuzzy like the trailing of the dead
adele is dead but i still clean her apartment
and when i meet a lover that hates me, i will be sure to think of you through every passionless kiss
eating shit down the stairs is how i'll wake every morning
in the same ruined body since 2008
waking late, the twin romantics dance a samba in the kitchen
to the hotel orchestra blaring out across the sea
it bears repeating, i know
i have to let you go
for our lips will never collide
and a kiss is a silent goodbye every night
arms ever-touching, yr arms ever-longing for her

• Experimental
• bedroom recordings
• claustrophobia pop
• fifth wave emo
• noise pop
• queer
• Martinez