Alone in abstract ---- How close to me was i
Voice inside the choirs inquisitionÂ
tracing peeling white flamed paper
failing around threat and tears
deads eveningÂ
painted smiling faces crawl across the splinters call
surgical suggestions spread from hot butter knives
horizons gather in erected dwellings
lonely films framed in hospital threads
ragged gentle flocks
boasting strength leans on its limp
faith dates the morphine sisters
dressed in the sharpest cough
im laid on this steel table
stiffness brings me just hollow screams
doctor are you alone in me
letters score from the worst of words
wars find pieces hidden in themselfs
Sudden tearsÂ
tv screens flutter on stolen wings
liars trip on truths only island
Alone
Still
cloned in nights darkest throne
lovers ease under detective covers
mournings sad arrival lays down by nights wounded side
how close to me was i
alone in disease
i sing and strangle those that pray
sympathy recoils in a slit throat
how close to me was i
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