Hello from a room with a view
At the window askew
In the basement it bled
All the shows in his head
To piece answers
Instead at guess best
That fill up the days
Like dead trunks they weigh
On crushed chests
With old scratch, scream the words
This is wilderness
She says as she drops her dress
Now clean up the mess
And leave this dream alone
The room is a tent
And the roots of the tree overhead
Are the chains to that god damn blessed
Your obliviousness
Hello, old scratch
My cursed good friend
Says your fixed now
And shot
So you wander til you rot and fade
Find out ya fool, ya fuck
You know where you turned
Now remember her words
This is wilderness
Don't regress
Drop the dress
They're waiting for it
Starving eyes
Empty longing
Drop the dream
An addled tenancy
You tried to fill
Infrequent still
Bent stop inside the dark shop
Lights out, clenched jaw, dry mouth
Now you're lost
Remembering how you tried
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