Moth

by Ridge   Feb 26, 2020


Sea, sea, sea unfolded as flames

Rock the clock, undo this chain
I'm getting all fool hot, I've got my head under the Devil's hoof
I morn like you, I shirk this temporary pain
You won't scorn my stave

I get knocked down behind the stool
I'm hiding behind one's mortal self
I float haphazardly in this tempest
While everybody's gone to the everybody's shells

Are you coming to, regale for me? Join my body
Can I cry like you, would you share your blues? Body broken

Sheathe, sheathe, sheathe your breath into me

Can you coincide a spicy jam?
The rhymes are neat and the sound spliced in two
I've gone up like a broken jib caught in the storm
The wings of spring are ephemeral
You won't even share my pain

Are you coming to, regale for me? Join my body
Can I cry like you, would you share your blues? Body broken
Where'd you get that scar? Do you want me to, scorch your body?

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