Another day in the year, Year 28, boxes all around my house About to move, apocalyptic, all the flowers dead except their stems Bumblebee replaced with roaches Dastardly held within The style that once was on the walls, falling off, missing spots Kitchen stove, corrosion making it erode Still using gas in 2168, people…

It started well. The voiceless showerhead showering me In the harsh light of a bathroom after you have just awoken Mesmerizing eye, recourse only in the fact you are awake So glad to be alive At the time my only plague, what was for breakfast? …

In the graveyard, the inhale is long And at night the fireflies are out Lighting up an empty bath Looking from below, rims you can’t climb out I don’t care what they say, When people come apart, they come apart The gun has already gone The needles already dropped Whether chosen or not…

Walking past a venue called Hellfire Dinky little place, painted all black Stairs down to the door like a hole Windows boarded so whatever it was inside, you couldn’t see at all Leaning against the wall was a man holding a red ticket Staring at it like he couldn’t let it go Hat…

The trees sang off their heads, jaws hit the floor Up above 2 thousand prongs begging for more The glen sits as still as their song I swear they get closer to me, stakes So many hands, out, reaching to take Rupturing, but can’t feel nothing at all I couldn’t…