The sky falls in chunks of flaming drywall
The sacred flowers pop like fireworks
I read my holy book to try and find hope between the lines
I drink the urine of the ancestors that came before me, an ancient remedy
I smell smoke
My eyes roll back
The train leaves the station on time
The world keeps on spinning
But I lose to the freaks of nature that twist and turn around me like boa constrictors
I dodge the bite of sarff marwolaeth
I collect the blood of a vicious warthog and mix it with holy water
The clock ticks faster
Alice falls into the rabbit hole and dies on impact
The devil beckons me closer, shouting hysterically
I follow the checker-print high ceiling flat shoe 1950s housewife aesthetic I've set for myself and fire a model rifle into the TV
The train leaves the station on time
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The sky falls in chunks of flaming drywall
The sacred flowers pop like fireworks
I read my holy book to try and find hope between the lines
I drink the urine of the ancestors that came before me, an ancient remedy
I smell smoke
My eyes roll back
The train leaves the station on time
The world keeps on spinning
But I lose to the freaks of nature that twist and turn around me like boa constrictors
I dodge the bite of sarff marwolaeth
I collect the blood of a vicious warthog and mix it with holy water
The clock ticks faster
Alice falls into the rabbit hole and dies on impact
The devil beckons me closer, shouting hysterically
I follow the checker-print high ceiling flat shoe 1950s housewife aesthetic I've set for myself and fire a model rifle into the TV
The train leaves the station on time
The sacred flowers pop like fireworks
I read my holy book to try and find hope between the lines
I drink the urine of the ancestors that came before me, an ancient remedy
I smell smoke
My eyes roll back
The train leaves the station on time
The world keeps on spinning
But I lose to the freaks of nature that twist and turn around me like boa constrictors
I dodge the bite of sarff marwolaeth
I collect the blood of a vicious warthog and mix it with holy water
The clock ticks faster
Alice falls into the rabbit hole and dies on impact
The devil beckons me closer, shouting hysterically
I follow the checker-print high ceiling flat shoe 1950s housewife aesthetic I've set for myself and fire a model rifle into the TV
The train leaves the station on time
Writer: Spencer K.
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