The World

here we are
at the beginning
and the end

now together
once apart
i self destruct
to find the center

cutting
red wine
lines across time

vertically i
consider
all i have remembered

and i travel down through time
progressing backwards

I make a space
a small black box

my knees tight
huddled up inside

feeling in
suspension

i can't escape this tension
so i sleep

until you come

all existence
dripping down
the arched
back of my skull

enough of tearing
love through rivers
shining faces

in the bathroom light
floor of the shower

weeping for the world

CANT BE SAVED - Senses Fail

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