also known as Come October by Damien Ark at Feral Dove Press feraldove.com/comeoctober
08.03.2026 23:02
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also known as Come October by Damien Ark at Feral Dove Press feraldove.com/comeoctober
drunk beneath the squall
i wish i could rub your ears one last time
cold death spiral of late january goes on forever
voyage of brutal unrelenting despair
my mangled heart will never heal
mood
acrylic painting of a white/grey rabbit with a screaming face against a vivid red background, the black grids of something looking like a cage surrounding the rabbits face is shown.
i am the screaming animal inside you
i'd appreciate if people could never talk to me about planes or their travel experiences for the rest of my life.
Donkey laughing at the stars
never made one of these but here u go. top 2025 - first row 5 stars, rest are 4.5, everything in order of fav from top left to bottom right.
Lol that's dope
i feel like sunn o))) and neptunian maximalism could make good jockstraps for merch
get urself a qt nerdy bf that you can have sex with while listening to weird evil raga drone metal
Fetish
an album about animal people fucking
first single + preorder tomorrow
album out january 1st
cover by: artofbrotherrat.com
one of three
cute micro earthquakes before total evisceration
my body is sulfur, watch me get fucked in wet concrete
help how do i escape eons of astral punishment
i love that song.. a lot of Arthur Russell pieces make me think back to my lover that's passed, since he was a big fan.
that's us
youtu.be/rajuP8mk528
drinking warm rainwater, licking limestone cave walls, bat fangs embracing a welcoming neck, mystical auroras dancing over us as i rimmed and you sucked, a cold sweat, sucking frozen cum-stains out of a hand-knitted family sweater, reminiscing of backfloating in the sunset
the procession at the edge of the river where i buried your suit of armor
licking your wounds only makes them worse
we fucked while chained to the ocean floor
glimmering and smothered
our souls sinking through the silent volcanic baths of venus
trapped inside an opaque glass prism
giant moths infest my quartz skull
vapid wormhole echo of a haunted childhood
