Feb 2022 acapella blues dark depression grimcore
I almost feel like this needs a trigger warning. Depression, food waste, maybe implications of abuse, but not really meant literally. Hashtag grimcore.
The trash is on the table, the paper’s in the trash
garbage locks potential energy away
enough to fuel a future with the riches of decay
If tomorrow weren't in debt to yesterday
Old coffee grounds and tea bags
try to keep the green things fed
there's sugar and there's plastic to preserve the daily bread
the kitchen is a heart where good intentions go to die
wilted kale and brown bananas
and another day burnt dry
Red apples and a mouth or two of berries to be bruised
some mother’s milk too rotten to be used
whatever's in the freezer gave its life to go uneaten
and whatever let it get away got beat
Old orange peels and spices try to sharpen up the air
The water left a mark, but there's nothing moving there
The kitchen is a heart that is forever growing old
Wilted kale and brown bananas
And another cup gone cold
@davidbreslin101 Feb 2022
I love the way you sing this - an almost immobile exhausted drawl, yet beautifully in tune and precise. So many rich, pungent images, the mundanity of despair captured perfectly.