| I want my liberation Freedom from the yellow sun You were the one And only ever pulled The lever that dropped The floor beneath my feet Dust and shadows Must it matter? So much has come And gone and passed In the blink of a blue And blood-shot sky I can't remember Recall or dismember Default or just leave it Two fateful lovers Rue the day The way it all shook out Broken and bent Dented, it meant So much for that Defeated and dour Seated and sour Set in a way When we're all goats and cattle Or insects embattled with the destruction of a varied gait. No purpose or play No tomorrow today The wait. |
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