We All Turn To Dust

navigate a different path

examine yourself

judge yourself

divorce yourself from reality

know your birth

lust the melancholy of where you come from

the feral ways of future past

fifty words to describe sadness

several ways to walk in a straight line

the only thing that ever changes is you

the world stands still a billion years over

aggression is baseless

reflection shameless

the future a nasty word

words that I live for

everything else just a

pale imitation

of something long since eaten

by a world we can’t escape from

we all turn to dust

yet what a fucking ride

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