Fuel

See that you will not go wary dear blood
how have the howls treated yee
Have the talons gouged out the sight of me
For you to see with such ignorant passion
crowding among tosses, twisted pure lashings
as the soft swept lines crash against your reflection
had the present been saved, maybe I would of saw them

no, tis only the soft quelled tides been just that
no, your body hasn’t evaporated under the ashes
keep the dust ripe and swallow
I never know how they follow
so I’ll watch this lost symphony
Note
after note we never meet

chords are too often drawn to sour sounds
mistaken as profound

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