Tunnel Vision

Exits nearly spent
As an instruction to the separate halves
Regarding their defense
And even when it sits
Low effort lives on top of borrowed time
And waking up loose ends

Surely you've seen the spider's webbing
Stitched across the windowpane
And if you're never led astray
The thought can break you down

Offer as repent
The hollow ground that we are walking on
Commands a swift descent
Good will newly mint
An overwhelming sense of certainty
Will find us in the end

When he talks in lights and static
Offering to buy us out
Says "only gifted hands account
For all this wasted time"

Bear with me
So easily amused
The speed at which you move
When siphoning my entrails out

Everybody's got
Something to hide
Except me
To please the theater
Thought of dying
In my sleep

Face value was
Genuine, interest
Was piqued
Yet when you caught it
It had buried
All its ledes

I'm convinced that time will wear you out
You've mistaken empathy for doubt
Finer circumstance we've never found
Sore rejection of a second count

In the garden of
Foregone conclusions
You weeped
For dissolution
Of the unfamiliar scene

All the arbiters
Lining their pockets
Will sing
Inside their temple
Doesn't mean
That they've grown
Their wings

I'm convinced that time will wear you out
You've mistaken empathy for doubt
Finer circumstance we've never found
Sore rejection of a second count

Do you fear the things you can't allow?
Still awake anticipating foul play
Resentment binds to shaky ground
And invokes the words you can't let out

You've dried out
Fix it now
Eyelids down
Fix it now
Trust me
There's no way out
Trust me
There's-