The Tiers

This is the end of all we’ve ever known
Of the tiers of emptiness leaving us further accident prone
In our projects and our homes
Digging through dirt walls and dry bones

Within binges that overthrow
Baby, it shows and we already know
“Still alive and well”, speak dryly the drones
Whom walk tethered lands,
Forever tried and tested
Far too blessed to give
A fucking shit

Broken from the start
Speaking words from the heart
But maybe it’s the beginning of something new
A beautiful rapture, light, honest and true

For which the last remnants birth to us some higher news
Of a quite tiresome yet dependable value
Codependent resolute

If you’re not the world,
Then tell me who sold you?
Drifting beyond the tiers that consume
All the best, to you


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