Skank Love Duh [patched] May 2026

I’ll interpret it as a short, gritty, spoken-word / poetic piece about a cynical, messy kind of love.

So don't act holy now, with your halo on the floor. You knew what door you knocked on when you came back for more. It's cheap, it's loud, it's trashy — yeah, so what? It's us. Skank love, duh. Don't overthink the cuss. skank love duh

We kiss like crash test dummies, no airbags deployed. Love in a trailer park, strung out and paranoid. You call me baby, but your phone got three other names. I call you mine — same difference in these neon flames. I’ll interpret it as a short, gritty, spoken-word

You want my glitter, but all I got is grime. Love in the cheap seats, rust on the chime. You showed up lipstick-smeared, whiskey on your breath, Talking 'bout forever — I just laughed 'til I wept. It's cheap, it's loud, it's trashy — yeah, so what