Squat over the ocean
And then cruise right through it
There’s no escape
Just a runway
Of broken glass
To haul our bodies across
With sinew as breadcrumbs
With sinew as breadcrumbs
Look
How
Far
We’ve come
It’s coming
A loose collective
Held together
By common interests
Such as:
Fear and stupidity
Middle finger to humility
Diarrhoea finance gives new meaning to liquidity
Throats brim with lies
Hands teem with knives
Midnight’s coming
Let the culling begin
Hanging the heads
Shame and subordinates
Only drifting
Up to the day’s deities
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