new misfortunes – kit de survie lyrics
at the guild there is an altar to a long dead mom
her daughter’s severed hand cradles a crystalline sponge
its fingers are adroit as though it can’t be grasped
eight needles rank in an alignment and they rank of flesh
in the hollow of a sponge a silver tooth is cached
you wouldn’t think the two would work but do they ever enmesh
i was told the silver t–th have been imbued with ashes
they were heavier, as heavy as a mourner’s eyelashes
you can buy the momento mori for about 3k
i was reluctant to ask what the artist must have paid
i wasn’t kidding when i told her i envisioned a glove
when she removed the lid from her survival kit i had proof
could it have been a revelation of her mother’s love
or is it perhaps the resting place of a white dove
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