They put me out with the compost
for the worms that ate my brain.
They put me out with the shells
in a puddle of smells
once the sleepwalk of a soul.
Can't you hear the train?
They often chug the same
vapor watermark, you glow.
Cacophony heard like a wind up clock
Wheelbarrow it into the garden now
Heard a snake in the grass will reverse the curse
strap the gas mask on
dim the lighthouse, Jon
It's flooded up with brine
plasma and the scum
It's drier than a drought
and I can't feel any light
Saw the Celtic cross,
ate the Irish moss
for I'm the ancestor now.
Bacteria wild as a street parade!
There's a column of light in the garden now
Heard a ray of the sun will reverse the curse
Among the biosphere
Living flame lost fear.
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