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THE DEATH OF HOME.
What is this stagnation I see?
Where did these vultures come from?
We open up our mouths
And beg our own dogs to spit in them
Gather up dust and throw it
In the corners of our eyes
And tomorrow we turn around and point our lean fingers
Towards history that has forgotten itself!!
Eager to tell tales of accusation…blaming
The very wedding party we sent invites to!
We pull out our lips and get them pointed sharp
To pierce through songs, words, acts
That create a larger vacuum