atrophy
torn muscles hang from the line
sun-dried, now it`s time for the feast
and i wait in line with plate in hand
but you`ve eaten all there is
and my bones weep
i was never meant to...or maybe i was...
never meant to...or maybe i was...never meant to
head raging and i`m so tired
can`t stand any more of this
when the state of the living
is as the state of the dead
such disillusionment is the end
painstaking - every move a labor
gnarled and ravaged bones protrude
and i want to smear the disease across my ribs
in the name of the father . . . atrophy begins
i was never meant to...or maybe i was...
never meant to...or maybe i was...never meant to
left here, now on this precipice
sun-dried tendons slide away
into the cracks of desert sand
my skeletal smile begs for more
i was never meant to...or maybe i was...
never meant to...or maybe i was...never meant to
but like a trestle underwater, like a trestle underwater,
like a trestle underwater, like a trestle underwater, like a trestle underwater,
i drown too?‚?… i drown too?‚?… i drown too?‚?… i drown too?‚?…
i drown too?‚?…
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