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atlas at last - fathom lyrics

in outliers lay lying beauty
salt was thick on my tongue as we braved the gusts
i thanked the maelstrom for laughing along with us
my senescence sense of direction was giving way to wanderl-stful navigation
to feel nothing but waves crashing mutiny against a creaky frame
and the breeze’s playful sputter-spray
on a day just like today, we caught ourselves making eye contact with the sun
they hoist me from the doldrums, threw overboard the deadweight
ask me what i’m made of, as i continue to propagate
i am forty five miles of nerves
compressed into voids and curves
uneven distribution: the tragedy of a system so nervous
they said, “bemoan your meniscus indifferent; no one will measure subtle sea foam displacement.”
reckless in the abandonment, becoming out of body, hoping to drown
dry, active, wet, p-ssive, (silent)

- atlas at last lyrics

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