fireworks - animal collective
a song that shifts your chin up towards the flashing eyes above you. it’s the trees of this day that I do battle with for the light. the eyes are so full they are bursting, bursting. they are bleeding color just like your broken aquarium. they are ashing the eyelashes ghosts sometimes leave behind. it shrinks you to a shred of carrot in the animal soup. it shrinks you to the little corner of someone’s crumpled lips. the drums move so fast, you almost miss the longing that is there, in the standing water sipping the scraped legs of your bed. the song begins a letter you write from your view across the street. what’s the day? what you doing?/ how’s your food? how’s that song?
