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Overcast
02:45
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The heat of the sun
perforates the clouds
and chars my skin
As I sink into the sand
And give up hope
I’m buried to my chin
I cannot ascend from strangulation
Unless they shovel to the depths
And drag me out to gasp
But they will not come because I know they Scorn this place as much as I do
Unearth the peace that I do not deserve
In this dead end lifeless bog
I dive in the tide
To relieve my burns
Head first in the deep
But the grains scab my knees
As I kneel by the shore
Swallow the sand and choke
They do not despise myself as much as I
Dig me up and see
How far I can go
Without drowning in the deep
Let’s see how long I can hold my breathe
Unearth the peace that I do not deserve
In this buried lifeless bog
Ill transparency
Shakes my vision
Pigmentation decays away
The waves breathe static
Pelagic reflection of ailment
Diptera eyes
There is no peace
There is only dusk within the current
Very few people
Scorn this place as much as I
But I wish they wanted me to drown
So I can give up hope
Swallow the sand
And choke
Out of the sleet
But I cannot escape
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2. |
Inhumation
03:05
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Everyone around me
Is trying to meet their maker
Only to find out that that is no maker
There is only a killer
Distinguish the sunlight
From the dust and gray
Cleansing dry rot of the past
Surfacing from the embers entombed
Two friends dead
In one year
One took his life
One overdosed
Grief is a cold storage
Deadbolt the meat freezer
One day all our remains
Will be thawed out and eaten
Greif is a cold storage
Deadbolt the meat freezer
One day all our remains will be eaten
Does the warmth outweigh the cold?
Where I’m from bitter days reign
Skin bites to the front of the shore
Peeling back
Soaking sleet in the blood
Expose the bone
Frost craters within
Circle of our loved ones
Circle of our ruins
The Sacrament Of The sick
Two friends dead
In One year
One took his life
One overdosed
Grief is a cold storage
Deadbolt in the meat freezer
One day all our remains
Will be thawed out and eaten
Death is a cold storage
Barred in the 9th circle
One day all our remains
Will be
Staring down the barrel
So I can quench my thirst
Staring down the barrel
For every last drop
Bone dry and withered
Agog in the rain
Staring down the barrel
Gone to meet maker
One day all our remains
Will be thawed out and eaten
ONE DAY
ALL OUR REMAINS
WILL BE
THAWED OUT
AND EATEN
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3. |
Sedation
04:33
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Every direction
Is illuminated
Except the one I am
Headed towards
Murkiness
Loiters to the blue
Swamping in
The abyss
The brick, the streets, the masses
Are consumed by
The bark, stalk, and needle
Plunging through the vessel
The only voice is the gust
The only life is the gloom
Murkiness hovers the trench
Underneath the surface
As I crash
Into the abyss
When the true path
Is chosen
I am always adrift
In the gravel
Even when I’m on
The straight and narrow
I swerve
To the dirt
The only voice is the gust
The only life the gloom
The only pastime
Is toil and sedation
But there
Is no intrusion on the gravel drag
You will be watched
But you will come back
You will always come back
You will
Always
Come
Back
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