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A general sense of nothing
Or no one
Penetrating me
In my inebriated
Ornamental drifters
Incapacitated
Dire seldom sheets
Edging out answers
Accepting cryogenics as an afterthought
Assessing normal as no one
Escaping from undoing
Crafty little cogs

We didn't know there was nothing left
The bass files
At the end of the other track
So don't focus too much
On melted gummy bears
Freezing gumdrops
For it's under the singing heartbeat of a cauldron
Over dreams
You'll hear your name
Being mentioned by them

Newthing
Being found
Nostradamus
In the beckoned diary
The reaper hands me mercy