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My mouth and throat cemented shut
The grit on my teeth coats my gut

These webs
These cracks
These parts
My home

We’ve all had a life and I am no exception
Born and lived and died
And you are no exception
But from the dirt I see
The progress of technology
Wrapped in my cocoon of roots
Tombstone signed by the hands of dead children

My mouth and throat cemented shut
The grit on my teeth coats my gut

I need not be released
Just understand when you walk over me

What hides beneath your sidewalk
And writes not in doodles but cryptic predictions
With a body made from white chalk
That preys upon your fearless admissions?

I’m pushing out
I’m breaking free
Can you hear my
fingertips scratching
In the night
I’m only right outside
In the night
Right outside

My mouth and throat cemented shut
The grit on my teeth coats my gut

What hides beneath your sidewalk
And writes not in doodles but cryptic predictions
With a body made from white chalk
That preys upon your fearless admissions?

Look me in the eyes
This smile is not for you
Permanent
One day you’ll wear it too

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from How To Kill a Dead Franchise, released May 13, 2018

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