(2014)
Give me your tired, Your poor, For huddled masses, Line the mattress, Of a country offering,
I spent 16,000 years in pure light… And finally found a way, There’s a hole, At the end of infinity, Just big enough to die through,
Sickly Slurry, Fervent flurry, Humble hurry, Caustic courage category, Simply minded,
When water first flows, It may not find itself to be a riv… But as time passes, And water continues to flow, It will find its path,
Do you believe in god? Do you believe in aliens? Do you believe in yourself? Do you believe in tradition? Do you believe in superstition?
Confined, With infinite space, And light, Contained, Within her mind,
Like sweet sea breeze, Against the sails first unfolding. Sheets hard creased, And ballast molding. After untold years,
Shape end sound, Taste ant texture, Mined make(s)cents, Know knead four Lecture,
Don’t disconnect, To escape what’s real, Reality shall remain present, So instead connect, And if you face walls,
The plaster on the wall, Is starting to flake off, Like the membrane of a brain, Trying to give up. Contemplate every single concept,
||: Unattached, Each moment being connected, Burdened, Each moment being heartened, Concerned,
A generator, With no outlet, Is a guilt ridden, Fuel sucking, Smog puking,
Everything is serious, and everyth… Everything is darkness, and everyt…
Six sick sheep, Seeking shade, Shorn by sharp sheers, Sweat, steam, Shallow seeping stigmas,
Time is relative, And moments can seem long, But they add up fast, And then they’re gone, We don’t have long before we die.
