donderdag 10 november 2011


A pledge for the fucked up

Open the drapes let there be light

I stare into the distance with my pupils dilated

It’s a common threat we wake up to

It’s a common threat we wake up to


She’s eager to play

But the world outside is here to stay

I want to open my mouth and spew brimstone and fire

She takes my hand and together

we watch the fire burn higher

and higher


Shall we drink the cool aid?

Have our lungs undone of oxygen?

Or stand on the banister

And have our bodies turn to wet clay?


Close the drapes and let there be darkness

The small glimmer in your eyes

Is the only power I want to harness

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