saw the truth lying in the lies. fire finding ice. residing in the eyes of the two who grew too tied like a noose do.

A few months back

UK lyricist and poet

looms. released

the eight song project

out of innards.

With fitting artwork

as well as fitting titles

(“liver”, “lung”,

“kidney”, etc.)

the project conceptualizes

on the removal

of the interior.

“Emptiness is a muse

for looms.,”

the description

writes, and this

is so true,

as the elusive MC

provides sharp

yet melancholic

lyrics over relaxed

and atmospheric

lofi production.

It’s grotesque

and yet it’s so

damn lovely.