the amenta - plague of locus lyrics
a high barred window gives wan light
that bruises as it moves west
cracked, crushed into dust
my back aches with torn wings
i’ve been the watery wrack
in a cracked old bowl
the skin that cracks
the t++th that chip
a trip of the guts
sipping the limp sun’s lipids
i watch others, small as motes
pressing their t++th to the bars
(t++th to the bars)
like flies at horses’ eyes
i’ve been the watery wrack
in a cracked old bowl
a trip of the guts
as i slip the step
i’ve been the watery wrack
in a cracked old bowl
the skin that cracks
the t++th that chip
a leg, fringed and sеgmented
lacquerеd and thin
juts from me
and scratches sigils in the
darkening dirt
a secret war in my heart
but the body is a betrayer
a brittle sh+ll
that aches and cracks
others
flit above in the dusk
the whirr of their wings
sings a storm that lifts winds
the whirr of their wings sings
a pale waxy light
roils and shifts
in the rifts of the chitin
they don’t see me
from the cracks in my thorax
rises a solemn, flensed angel
pure, bloodless and bold
it slips from the wreck
rising to the window’s yawn
cleaving the crowd
unfelt, unnoticed
breaching the bars
it reaches the sun
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