Dirty Epic

Underworld – Dirty Epic from Dubnobasswithmyheadman (1994) /perfection/
((“sweet in winter, sweet in the rain shake well before use. she said, “you never touch me anymore this way.” and here comes another god, like a buffalo thunder, with a smell of sugar, and a velvet tongue, and designer voodoo. but i got phonesex to see me through the emptiness in my 501s. freeze dried in my new religion, and my teeth stuffed back in my head. And the light blinds my eyes, and i feel so shaken in my faith. here comes christ on crutches.”
(choked up:) The world slides past in a dream. Rain spits on your windshield and’s lit in orange. Swimming over the asphalt under the broken sky, down the highway line. Through infinity. Toward towered image imagined in grey. Sleek cheekbones and charcoal eyes, messy salt of tear whispering across his face, reflecting in a smile of the past. The tangles of crooked powerline coil, and the overpass falls away. The highway low into his opened lips. Swallowed by the sallow ghost.))