2008 cassette tape

cassette player white dusty [[>eject]] remember: we used to play children's tunes on these. [[i remember.]]

what side will you listen to? [[side a]] [[side b]]

we are the abandonware. scene 1: [[the backyard]] [[the slide]]

we are the streetcrawlers. scene 2: [[roadside gutter]] [[bury me]]

we are the abandonware. scene 1: the mulchy ground of the backyard squirms under my weight like being the little sibling again. [[wildberries]] [[wasp nests|wildberries]]

we are the abandonware. scene 1: the mulchy ground of the backyard squirms under my weight like being the little sibling again. tickled pink by wildberries & wasp nests, children going too far with their words. on the stone porch, Jamie falls into a bush one meter down. //you're okay, you're okay//, we kept saying. his mom was not. he looked very small in the middle of green, like round & afraid lambs on the [[side|side b]] of a mountain. [[no more listening|>eject]]

we are the abandonware. scene 1: the mulchy ground of the backyard squirms under my weight like being the little sibling again. tickled pink by wildberries & wasp nests, children going too far with their words. watch you drip your ice cream down your hand, & you look pink in the sun. icecream sunburn, icecream sunburn. i'll be your sky this time around. i'll be your sunset this time around. saw you from afar, prone on the ground, your [[backside|side b]] facing me on the pavement, the car smashed up nearby. [[no more listening|>eject]]

kinda quiet in here [[ok|start]]

we are the abandonware. scene 1: tripping over slippery pebbles and pulling splinters out by the teeth we are slowing down time as we spin circles of sand in pails with our bare hands. skinned knees down slides hot metal, hot metal. on the stone porch, Jamie falls into a bush one meter down. //you're okay, you're okay//, we kept saying. his mom was not. he looked very small in the middle of green, like round & afraid lambs on the [[side|side b]] of a mountain. [[no more listening|>eject]]

we are the streetcrawlers. scene 2: playing by roadside gutter, water gurgling like our stomachs, the incoming static of "car, car." [[picking flowers]] [[allergic reaction]]

we are the streetcrawlers. scene 2: flicking beetles out of your nose and ears you look weird covered in dirt [[you clean?]] [[sorry i'm late]]

we are the streetcrawlers. scene 2: playing by roadside gutter, water gurgling like our stomachs, the incoming static of "car, car." we pick flowers & toss them into puddles. we wash our shoes in rain barrels. see us, young & against the better parts of nature, our hands [[half|side a]] buried in mud. [[no more listening|>eject]]

we are the streetcrawlers. scene 2: playing by roadside gutter, water gurgling like our stomachs, the incoming static of "car, car." howling siren colour red slashing across neighbour's windows it is dark outside save for that light. warm and dark in the back of the car & the light passing over you through the window. clear clear [[clear|side a]] [[no more listening|>eject]]

we are the streetcrawlers. scene 2: flicking beetles out of your nose and ears you look weird covered in dirt mom scrubs you real good. bathwater like weird glass vibe gravy got you all bundled up for bed. it's real warm in here. [[you flip over the pillow to the cooler side.|side a]] [[no more listening|>eject]]

we are the streetcrawlers. scene 2: flicking beetles out of your nose and ears you look weird covered in dirt kinda cold look kinda cold shovel bounce off ground, that shit's almost frozen! how'd you breathe in there? i'm sorry i'm late. [[please wake up.|side a]] [[no more listening|>eject]]