Solemn is the breath I drew that time I sought the dawn.
Long ago I found you sprawled & splayed in the midst of something wrong.
Wondering the ways…
Stolen nights & broken waves.
Let it roll around you…
Let it all resound.
You are the product of its shame. Columns shape the structure of the anger, rage…insane.
Constructed by our silence, rebar laid, but lame.
Tone deaf to the engulfing sounds
Helpless, hopeless, on the way down. Feign the pain around you.
Let it roll around you…
Let it all resound.
You are the product of its gain… Solemn is the breath I drew that time I sought the dawn.
Long ago I found you sprawled & splayed in the midst of something wrong.
Wondering the ways…
Stolen nights & broken waves.
Solemn is the breath we draw.