humankind rests a dagger to the neck
of everything that ever was, or will be blessed
the voice in the hall sounds like no one at all
and a semblance waits in white
the son of man is the band in my brain
their brass and their bells burn from black carousels
im a doll at the ventriloquist’s hand
eyes full of the land
floating by, if i can
humankind rests a dagger to the neck
of everything that ever was, or will be blessed
the voice in the hall sounds like no one at all
and a semblance waits in white
camellias are crushed in her palm
a perfume runs thick, from the glow of the wick
buried deep in the warmth of the spell
where i’ll awake with the scratch of cold nails in my back
humankind rests a dagger to the neck
of everything that ever was, or will be blessed
power compels, in the shell of a bell
and god turns off the light
forever a tear upon the eye of a marble man
worlds so tall become nothing at all
and a semblance wades in white
a semblance wades in white
your semblance wades in white
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