It's all slipping through me again Remind me why I exist We trawl the seas like fingers Remind me God pushed his hands through the earth And shaped us out of blood I saw it I saw it all We turned the sea And it pattered for half a century Crackling like pig flesh Did we burn it? Peel it back Come on, peel it back! What are you, scared? What are you?
8:19pm, March 28th 2016
all the fish are dead all the fish are dead we're all going to die buy another can of tuna pour some washing liquid down the sink who the **** cares the coral rots the algae blooms and all the fish choke