Jaded X1,193 from Jaded X1,193 by Wax Pig Melting

I've been, hit or miss,
Watching for, any hints,
But mostly, I'm focused on nothing,
So glad it's something, and not that old void.

I've started alternate routings to places,
Trying to make nicer faces towards you,
But I'd be lying, if I said, this was aimed at you.

So notice when I'm never found,
Notice every crawl mark on the crawl ridden ground.
A trail of velvet snow stain, a mind that just won't sustain,
Miles 'fore they find me, no I know no boundaries.

Please don't say that, it's not what I mean.
Take me out of context, or aura shift me,
If I'm left alone here this is all that I'll be...

Jaded X1,193
If I'm left alone here this is all that I'll be

• Experimental
• avant garde
• drone
• field-recordings
• improvisation
• noise
• Las Vegas