Crystal Castles are the best thing to have happened to the human race
In the ten+ years of their existence. By human race I mean
Mostly me. Witch house as a how-to guide is too erratic
To be captured entirely by a couple addicts, some double roundings
Of chaos that becomes norm, triumph taking on the form of
Feral fericosidae, insect animosity transfigured to a working high,
A running gag deformity. Sometimes,
The obvious saviour hides behind the axe he swings,
The light it brings upon humanity. Evidence of fire
Where no fire has burned, the rising of water when
Unlearning the meaning of clean. Something
Natural and dangerous like smoke when
Avidly inhaled, vehemently denied, by imperative
Repeated. The reason why remains
A mystery.


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