The Missing Mass Problem

Would you open up your heart?
Let me walk into your world
And tear it apart
All these pictures on the walls
Of imaginary lives we discard
What I once called love
Was more than likely just
Some chemicals swirling in my brain
Somewhere between the bedroom
And the empty nursery
There expands a muted space
A nothingness that feeds
On the color of our home
And leaves a silent grey
Once I thought I was in love
But it probably was just
Some chemicals racing through my brain
Nature deceives us
Drags us by heartstrings
Drives us to procreate
We failed at even that
We failed at that
And it tore this hole in our home
So now we close our eyes
And drape tarps over the crib
To shield it from dust
Thank God, it's nothing but
Some chemicals in our brains
So we might confront
Our terror with the submissiveness
Of slaughterhouse lambs



Credits
Writer(s): Novus Spero
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