Famine

The tremors caught me sleeping
Dreaming of arrested time
The shapes and figures I see thereof
My hands dare not touch
My eyes in haste evade

The resuscitating pull
Of a world in flux at last

Usurping the story
Airing out the stagnant stench
Of a paralyzed past
The torrent tearing at the seams
Of a spineless stature

The suspended scenery
Of phantasmic form
Giving in under the tide
The uprooting of an insipid state
Leaving these shores awash with light

The torrent tearing at the seams
Of a spineless stature
Setting in motion
The ousting of the old



Credits
Writer(s): Soul Gutter
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