we’re just here in the depths,
floatin’ away the days,
waitin’ for the rays
to come in and end the pains.
we’re dancing our Lilliput steps,
those lights’ll shine anew,
those bones’ll peak on through,
and gnash, metal, gnash the dew.
floundering in the gallows. in moving and feeling.
- April 8, 2020, 11:54 p.m.
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