A Rise And Fall Of a Dilapidated Home - Critter

The world has tapered off
But you don't have the heart for it
And the signals have all been lost
Space soundtracked life span
Pinned (penned) poetry on the walls
Of the escape pod in you're consciousness

Oh, it won't erase!
The pain splattered faces that climb down
And spiral out till the end of the branch
Coughing up blood
And screaming "You are not fucked up!"
I'm tired
And there's a gap in between my dumb old self and the bedroom

Written by:
Thatcher Stevens

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