Field Notes From a Catastrophe

All it took was One Stern Word
Turns my legs to mush, my heart
beating out my bursting chest.
Like you want my fury stuck.

That’s the way it started back
then, I think. It takes me days.
Stopping not a choice. But you
wouldn’t know. You never ask.

Setting up my life for me.
You had no idea at all.
Never even knew me now.
Grown to be the man I am.

Now you’re nothing. Fading out.
Nothing left but lashing out.
Sins have come to find you out.
Sitting, watch you peter out.

Soon to be an echo down
ages, gone to meet your saints.
We will still be Living Lies
Loving you in spite of that.

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