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Coming up out of the ground
Welling and spewing with no one around
Looking for a storm to flee the calm
With the bleach on the line from bleed to balm

The lips breathe fumes that feel like them all
Like the blacks lungs whose names they call
The lips breathe fumes that feel like them all
Like the blacks lungs whose names they call

Settled down into the self
With a vice grip around it all
The clock tolls and the end begins
And at the cost of something else

The lips breathe fumes that feel like them all
Like the blacks lungs whose names they call
The lips breathe fumes that feel like them all
At the cost of something else

Watching
Hornets
Watching
Turn around

Settled heart in a settled storm
CALM DOWN
The nose was swelling and coming up
Turns with the bleach inside of the width of the storm
Like small houses and names they call

19-10 in the padlock pocket
Grip the heart tighter till the lungs fill up
The lips breathe fumes that feel like them all
At the cost of something else

Coming up out of the ground
With the bleach on the line from bleed to balm
Settled down into the self
With a vice grip looking for a storm to flee the calm

The lips breathe fumes that feel like them all
Like the blacks lungs whose names they call
The lips breathe fumes that feel like them all
At the cost of something else

Watching
Hornets
Watching
Dying

I am the hornet on the tile
No more wings to let me fly

Clipped my wings
Took me down
Stinger lost in a stronger time

I am the hornet on the tile
Made my mark refuse to die

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from Make Me In A New Shape, released July 1, 2022

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