Brecht said there would be singing / About the dark times / But I only hear songs of distraction
This bit from ‘Compost’— “…where I can vomit my worms into the earth and trust the earth to turn them.” 👏🏼😭❤️
This bit from ‘Compost’— “…where I can vomit my worms into the earth and trust the earth to turn them.” 👏🏼😭❤️