Dogs chained to a fence gather blood-lust to rip out your throat
Foaming at the mouth saliva dripping down the jowls of slit-wrist tension

Quaking carpal tunnel to quivering finger bones
slipknots cut off air the deeper we dig

But!

Our overpowering righteousness sinks the shovel *down

Hot headed demons pop out over petty problems
Screaming cry wolf blues to any closed ear
Hoping to make points of promise sing true

While the slough of insecurities doe’s handstands
On electrical-wire to prove their flip-jacked plight

Kiss the bottle to make the world spin straight
Close your eyes but it’ll all be the same

Thinly veiled faces missing disgrace wildly flail
As the spectacle of a high-top shitshow hits the stage

Crying crocodile tears as if in a macabre fanfare
Swan Lake on ice with a blade in the eye