Riddles by lurm, each paired with an associated art piece

my friend, the void

its throat is open wide
so just throw your trash inside

your house is a warm and kind house, with a sweet and safe person inside.

it’s like every statement online has to be interpreted as either a joke or a lesson.

there’s a lot to absorb about what is.
there’s a lot to wonder about what’s next.

if you leave
it won’t be the same when you come back

i made a ghost of you;
we hang out all the time.

this drawing was created as a companion visual to the first track in my album, send or receive.

we’re making a big mistake.
treating our insides like nothing more than loose change

have you ever left without one
or are you afraid you’ll be trapped here forever
unless you choose?

render it grey:
the sky, the clay