i’m drifting off
somewhere
listening to sunbather
so loud my
my ears bleed
can you hear me
i need what you need
need what you need
in the chaos
find your symphony
orchestrated disaster
for an epiphany
locked in a cage
claiming to be free
claiming
to be
what it means
the epitome.
everything looks brighter
or does it now?
from the inside
they got it wrong?
behind the wire
don’t count the days
just soldier on
concrete
builds a bed frame
all the angles
hardened steel
all the coldness
man can feel
heaves upon
an inland sea
afloat the dregs
of society
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