We we're both young souls
In a little town,
Smokes & a longneck,
Seeing us through the downs
& even the different blood,
Couldn't separate us,
It's 3:00 am, & we're drunk again,
So dear old friend,
A paid homage.
To the peace, long deserved.
Another night, I wish we could stay, sit on the couch & listen to Dead Days
& 6:00 am shows us, the morning view, Dylan, we were born to lose.
Another night, wasting my breath without you,
My dead lungs will only breathe for so long
Until we hang out again, in the place we belong,
Little park, never felt so empty, at home.
I miss you my friend.
This album by Kenyan electronic producer rPH and poet Kins of Spade reflects on the impact of religion in their lives and society. Bandcamp New & Notable May 12, 2023