futurity i cannot steer
peeling off the thin veneer
all defenses wiped away
here be lions, i am prey
addicted to affinity
i crash into reality
can you hear that breaking sound
always have to throttle down
out in the cold and trapped alone
cast aside, chilled to the bone
an ancient dread has swallowed whole
the frail illusion of control
magic cut off from supply
bleeding all the oceans dry
losing power, down the drain
desert life i can't sustain
a fragile peace in steep decline
do not tell me i'll be fine
dinosaurs still want me dead
guess here's to the time i had
(2022)
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