{THE MOVEMENT THROUGH ABSORPTION}

A Slow Pause

Has Faded

Rubies, Topaz

Emeralds, Gold

Luster Has Jaded

An Awkward Journey

My Bodies On 

The Gurney
In An Ambulance In
The Cemetery

A Locked Door

Now A Turn Key
Oblivion Smashed
No More I, Just We

Sense of Self Trashed
Now Just Be

The Fashion

The Tragic

The Trend
The Wall
The Mirror
Nothing To Defend

All Up For Grabs

Ownership of Nothing

The Business Man

Has The Tab