...Colder Still

[slip into sleep

sink into the soil

I won’t let me out]


until it hurts

until the noise stops

until the misery blackens my lungs


anything to feel something

anything to feel something


[mouth filled with stones, I feel…]


unfamiliar textures

that I was always far too blind to see

[far too blind to see]

now inconsistent stitches

that i've opened now they swallow me

[i can’t see, I can’t see]


place me between your teeth and smile

colour me red

place me between your teeth and smile

colour me red


[mouth filled with stones, I feel cold

I feel so alone, i feel]


dressed in my sunday flesh I pray that god would welcome me

why would he welcome a wretch like me?


no comfort found in white picket fences

a shallow grave stretched as far as the eye can see

and what it takes to conceal this sickness

is not something i’m prepared to be


until it hurts

until the noise stops

until the misery blackens my lungs


anything to feel something

anything to feel something

anything to feel something

anything to feel something

anything to feel something

anything to feel something