#punkpoets

My record label for writers has announced its latest tape.

Self-Portrait with Ghosts and Trains is an hour-long full-length collection of writing by Jessie Lynn McMains @rustbeltjessie​ It's out July 2nd. It's a massive, encyclopedic, crowded, scary, and all-around fucking killer piece of work. Pre-order is up now at my shop or the label's bandcamp.

‘It's a love song to the self, a story recapped every day It's a world of bogus feelings and a world of slow decay It's a world of laughter hidden by this world of fear and torment A game of strange compulsion, our visceral convulsion

Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain Anxiety, a feeling that you know you can't contain Anxiety destroys us but it drives the common man Foundation of society, anxiety, suppress it if you can

The caste of coffee-achievers didn't perform like they planned The morning rush hour traffic is our play of false elan So run around your frantic track and lay you down to sleep Tomorrow's the redemption, we strive for that exception

Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain Anxiety, a fear that you have nothing more to gain Anxiety destroys us but it drives the common man foundation of society, anxiety suppress it if you can

What are we angry for? We all need a common cure That common goal for which you strive To have more than the other guy

The quest for truth, the quest for gold We end up all the same, the common lie The righteous cry we end up all the same The angry crowd, those lost and found everybody's all the same The poet's pen, these words I lend we all bend to anxiety

Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain Anxiety, a feeling that you know you can't contain Anxiety destroys us but it drives the common man Foundation of society, Anxiety.’