No wonder your body is breaking down
you've run out
of everything you've ever known
You can't get it back
the time the lack of
patience in a world ever changing
dictated by moments and space
and distance
that is time
that is our god we obey we
don't really have a choice or say




lightning storm strikes down
disaster, fading threads of
fate and putting terror in it's place


august skies can be vast and glorious and
threatening
astrological wakening the
retrograde is dead

flaming hot souls
scourch through the clouds at dusk




there was a reason the future looked so blank
there was a deadline, this whole time
sometimes the world kills
in order to spare you from what's next
but i want to know, i want to see it all
i want to see everything,
until the very end


i think it's fine if youre useless, it's
fine if you have no point or
purpose to serve
it's fine if you can't bring joy to others
it's fine