Windless

It's coming on again
Spoilt fruit spilling over
And rotting the rest
Spoiling the flesh

This world is so comfortable
Within my rote machinations
Keep coming back
Decay kept intact

How to feel air
In windless sails

I want to be beautiful
I want to be hollow
I want to be clean again
Down to the marrow

I want to feel air
In windless sails



Credits
Writer(s): Hayden Casey
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