Roommate - Tri Twi

Invisible silent
Triple twilit
Swinging door

No need for excitement
It's just lightning
It's just war

Insidious skyline
Fetid byline
Standard and poor

These words an incitement
An indictment
An open sore
Nothing more

Confederate styling
Yankee dry heave
Banshee squall

This isn't your crisis
Any way you slice it
It's not your call
It's not your fault

It's a simple thing, empathy
Don't you make a symphony of my sympathy
I've been you
One day you will have been me too

This crown shrinks like violets
This autopilot
Has run ashore

This town stinks like violence
In a dry wind
Breathe insipid lore

No need for excitement
It's just lightning
It's just war

Thirsty gore
Bursting pores
Mercy corps
Cursed bore
Nothing more

Written by:
Kent Lambert

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