you sing to me

[they’re]
stalling

shots for renegades,
mostly assembling,
surrendering their game

molesting our faith,
tasting numbness,
it’s effectively rape,

they’re culling clues,
leaving us dazed.

[I’m]
calling

lost in membranes,
almost trembling,
remembering your name

defending your fate,
safety in numbers,
rejecting shame

we’re collecting fortune,
shaking off blame.

I’m coming,
armed with angel grace.

ink is free, so...

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