i couldn’t comprehend the chants as the ground started to swell

twisted satire leading the way

a fantasy display to detail the tale of this five act play in a rented out band shell drifting towards the slow decline

draining the last drop

to please sadistic pleas

wading in the rising sea

feet finding a safe path leading, beaten

it’s lonely at the top

push out

push away

falling all around

wires touch between my hands

i’m in control