
Exploit's evidence: half-eaten debris
Blurred tongue swarms to embellish answers
Skirt reality, chant garbage
Of our possibilities
But it's temporary . . .
Blurred tongue swarms to embellish answers
Skirt reality, chant garbage
Of our possibilities
But it's temporary . . .
I'm just your dock; a
Straining backbone
Your weight like
A child
Grows.