Ash Winter (Nu House Studios Session)

Ever since I learned how to want

I have vomit black smoke

It pours from my mouth and out my skin

And it turns my teeth to tar

It is choking my home and earth

I'm in love with the taste

The air is no longer as comforting

Without a hint of carbon

My smoke has filled every crevice

It is the grass

And the rivers

And the bricks with which we build

With which we build

With which we build

I was listening to the news today

A man died of carbon monoxide poisoning

He was 43, and had two cars and a house built on a lake

Muddy and shallow

The last taste in his mouth was of iron

First responders found his body 96 hours later

Bloated and floating in the water

But the electric company refused to take responsibility for his death

And repossessed the remains of his home

There is no life without smoke

It is desire

And right

And filth

We breathe impurity

With prejudice

Impure

Ever since we learned how to want

We have vomit black smoke

Our walls are stained

Wood scorched