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I am hanging from a hook in the ceiling

like animal carcass.

I am splayed open, salted and tenderized.

My fatty bits sectioned off with bakers twine.

Red juices weep from my wounds.

Not blood, but the meat sweating

for better flavor.

A heavy palm comes down hard on my rump.

He lifts from the flank.

He samples the breast.

Hunger animates his body but he knows he must wait until the meat is ready.

He massages oils into the fibrous texture.

Working it in with the strong flat pads of his thumbs and fingers.

The meat is shivering.

The meat is shaking.

I’m told this is a chemical process.

Even once dead and removed from the body,

the meat dances on the table.

Due to the residual energy and nerve endings present in the tissue.

The flesh will twitch.

But it must be ready.

When it is ready he’ll carve it off in slabs,

and drop them into his mouth;

a mouse falling into the mouth of a snake

hanging by the tail.

He’ll glide the knife under the muscle

and it will slide down his throat

but it must be ready.

The meat is hanging but will not dry.

It drips

and drips

more juices.

The air is escaping.

The tendons are loosening.

He ties her off again and again.

Soon little lamb.

Soon.

- MEAT 2024

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── 𝗶'𝗺 𝘀𝗼 𝗹𝘂𝗰𝗸𝘆 ⭐

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Obviously the song Lucky was always about battling the other side of fame— the side that fans maybe don’t see. Beyond just the pressures of putting out new music, more concerts, more products. The pressures of beating numbers when as an artist, I’m sure all you want to do is create art. And then of course art isn’t interpreted the same from person to person. So you have people who love one album more than another. Or you have people who skip some songs that are another persons’ solace. But I think the cool part about her music is her ability to tell a story (and her voice. Duh). But her story-telling is undeniably incredible. I don’t think it gets talked about enough.

I remember the first time I heard Lucky by Britney I sobbed. It was the first time I remembered someone singing about mental health— because “back in the day”, mental health wasn’t really talked about like it is today. And celebrities aside, I feel like a lot of us compare our lives to people on social media. “They’re so lucky” not really knowing the demons, the heartaches, the obstacles they had to go through to be there.

Anyway, the stripped version came out and I just sobbed. I even sobbed during the music video. The song is either relatable to you or it isn’t. You either like it or you don’t. The album either has the same vibe. Or it doesn’t. No one told Picasso “you should really just stick to painting —this—. You let the artist create. Maybe it’s for you. Maybe it isn’t. That’s okay.

I’m really excited (and sad) to hear this next album. At some point, the songs Halsey created had to have been at a time she believed this would be the last music she would ever put out. And that’s heavy.

So while I don’t know what the theme or vibe will be like, I know that Halsey has always had this magical way of telling us a story. Whether it was a story about the Badlands, or a story about forbidden love, a story about loss, or a story about power, there’s always a story.

Sit back. And listen. Maybe there are some chapters you don’t want to revisit— and that’s okay. But maybe there are some lines you recite so much they become your religion.

And that’s just… incredible.

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But I'm so lucky, I'm a star But I cry, cry, cry in my lonely heart Halsey - Lucky (Stripped)

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We’re in a hotel and you cannot find your shoes.

I’ve ordered coffee, just for you.

Plain white toast, for two.

“There isn’t one thing for yourself that you can do.

You’ve gotta get yourself together.

Gotta grow up soon.”

Get your camera, shoot this scene.

You tried to build a movie screen,

but bet it all on hopes and dreams.

I called the doctor about my spleen.

Show up to chemotherapy.

Kicked the coffee, eat my greens.

90 pounds are left of me.

You take the fat for kerosene.

The sadness stays, the lovers leave.

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halsey, "lucky"

poster design by me.

@tiredandlonelymuse

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I just wanna say that the Lucky mv is a masterpiece

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HALSEY VIA TWITTER | ⭐️

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and i told everybody i was fine for a whole damn year, and that's the biggest lie of my career

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let’s bring back community for Ashley/Halsey. a booming fucking community like this place used to be. with follow chains and group chats and just genuine joy & excitement.

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A letter from a fan to Ashley

Dear Ashley,

As a person who lives with bipolar disorder, throughout the years, I've felt lost and misunderstood plenty of times. However, ever since I met you and your art I found a place of comfort where I don't feel lonely. In your music, I've found solace and thanks to it I've got the chance to reinvent myself and see light in my darkest moments.

You've been through hell these couple of years, and thanks to Lucky and Manic I realize that you've been struggling your whole life, just like me and many others. You make me feel seen, and I'm grateful for it. I'm sorry so many people cannot understand that.

From the bottom of my heart, I'm begging you, please don't let those negative comments full of hatred get through you because they don't come from a place of love and kindness. I know it's hard to ignore them, especially when they come from people who say to admire you. But the people who love you understand your struggle.

You are one kind soul, and I appreciate your effort. Making music while struggling with a health issue is something beyond my comprehension because I don't think I would be capable of doing it and certainly the people who've been sending you comments full of hate wouldn't either. Nevertheless you were, because you are a strong woman, as Ashley or as H.

I'll keep patiently waiting for your album release, because I'm really looking forward to it. For now, I'll go listen to lucky and thank the universe for still having such a wonderful human being around who can keep making songs where I can find myself when I feel lost.

I don't know if you'll ever get to read this whole thing, but if you do thanks for keeping your spaces open for interaction, even when there's so many people with a rotted heart.

Signed:

A fan who loves you and who will always have your back ✨

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I'm still wearing it

I find myself in the same place where we used to spend time together. But it's different. You're not here anymore; you're gone. You'te not dead yet it still feels like you're never coming back. I don't know when I will be able to see you again, but the future seems uncertain.

It's december 9th, and I'm at our place. I still drink the same kind of beer, what about you? You're in a different place now, I don't know if you still drink the same beer you used to ask for in this bar. On december 13th will be your birthday and I can't help but to feel nostalgic.

I'm sitting here where we last said goodbye, and my mind is overflowing with memories. Memories of a time when I was happier... When I was happy to be fair. "When will you come back?" I wonder. But the answer is uncertain.

I'm still wearing your jacket and it still feels like it's your hug. I know it's not you, but it was yours... And I'm still yours as well.

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I’ve been on my knees since I was 5.

In the chapel,

in a bedroom,

in an alley late at night.

Always facing an inflated

godlike

version of some guy.

But as a girl you do what you need to survive.

You open wider, take the body.

Thank your father, you’ve been naughty.

2 Hail Marys, 20 lashings.

“I’ve been sent to punish you for daring to exist.

You will never know a love as meaningful as this.”

I’ve memorized

the lines

since I was 10.

From the Bible,

from the playbook,

from the magazines for men.

If you should mess it up, you’ll start again.

But, still, they only want

the women

they condemn.

I think that I’d have too much fun in hell.

With the pagans

and the hedonists

and sapphics there as well.

Purgatory seems the better fit

I can’t stand waiting in the corner,

but I do love being hit.

There’s not a torture you can prescribe

that I wouldn’t find

a way to like.

Every single second I’m alive

I’m sharpening an axe I’d like to grind.

“I was sent to punish you

for the way I was designed.

You will never know a love

that you fear more than mine.”

- “God Fear a Woman” 2023

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