Monday, September 25, 2017

Lamentation Gas Station

Let's imagine we're in the snow --
But can't feel cold.
Let's imagine we're in the desert  --
But can't feel burnt.

Let's slip away to
Another scene far, far away
From this broken moment 
That's thrown us into havoc.

Let's imagine we're in a canopy 
But can't slip to death's grip.
Let's imagine we're in a waterfall
But can't drown down, down, down.

Let's slip away to
Another scene far, far away 
From this haunted attic room
Where the smoke settled in.

Let's imagine we're in a forest --
But don't feel lost without a compass.
Let's imagine we're in a river --
But don't feel we might go underflow.

Let's slip away to
Another scene far, far away 
From this rundown gas station 
That only pumps lamentations.




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