who said she would until dust we would all try and in your heart, in your mind, who has ever felt that way, the way that you do when you realize no matter how long you speak no one will listen
until what you say conforms with what is in their hearts and what it is is greed, impervious.
Attributable neglect, I heard it in my own soul confusion, I made myself drink from that well, I heard it in her voice, she was trying to bring me into some higher state of contusion––
Dragging the lake while inside the womb room we all fake, fake.