Setting sail
from a [bad word] rooftop
fathoms deep
shallow as a raindrop
attempts to feel
20/20 now
react like gasoline
cornered by a house fire

You [bad word] clean
beneath the tides of the washout

Cut from the filthy cloth
a sucking wound left in our chest
being burned around the heart
the boil under your flesh
hidden at home
chasing a tucked tail now
acting on the instinct
of self haphazard yet

You [bad word] clean
beneath the tides of the washout

THE  SHAVING  DOWN
IN  MILLIGRAMS
WITH   GUN  IN  YOUR  HAND
DIRECTIONLESS
MEMORIES
OF [bad word]  ON  YOUR  HEAD
RAIN  CAN`T  SOAK  WHAT  IS  NOT  THERE …