As we quietly burn a hole into

Burn this down

Memories of the sliding scale
has returned
awaiting a destination
But I'm not finding solace
in these material foundations
I'm not finding solace
in material

Don't you understand?

No one understands

I've tried to nail them down
but still they move
and they won't
show their faces
and I can't
grab the arms
coming from the hands
that blind my sight
to remove
the ceremonial mask

Cripple me

Never move

Haloed eyes

Move

(Perfect

Raise your eyes
and raise your eyes
to the choking
and distaste
Raise your eyes
as it all comes
crashing down.
Try to breathe in
and remember
yourself

Looking for a way out
And you're sinking

I am the flagship
of moments
of failed act

It was your hands
that reached down my throat
to pull up lips
that seemed
to chatter in circles

Moving ever so close
to nothing,
sinking ever so close
to pain

Sit down
the chairs move
so I must sit in one
to claim an identity

And yes, no

If I could see
sharpening of skills
to watch you
hone them down
straighten your ego
never to be
dull again
bang out the
imperfections

No

Shape the mold
of disguise

We're turning our backs
on your platform

Wield this weapon
to

Bolt down the role
Swallow the parts
with such uncomfortable ease
Such uncomfortable ease

Touch me

Delusions serve
Maintenance of an oppression
With a suppression
Of what we really wanted to be
Of what I really wanted to be

Touch me

Hammer the