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Coughing Blood
the words drowning between two vectors
an attempt to regain a moment lost
carrying zero as the last echo before the fall
organizing bones in wayward constellations
black faces burning in the cities
assaults on floating prisons
producing dead children
we have abandoned ourselves
to nihilism
and ignited
the new vulture wars
humanity a rotting corpse
left to bake in the hot afternoon sun of inertia
an attempt to regain a moment lost
carrying zero as the last echo before the fall
organizing bones in wayward constellations
black faces burning in the cities
assaults on floating prisons
producing dead children
we have abandoned ourselves
to nihilism
and ignited
the new vulture wars
humanity a rotting corpse
left to bake in the hot afternoon sun of inertia
Published 17th Dec 2017
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