Hakbah

Staring into blank

As our memories paint

Cotton canvas

I chose to blur the edge of grace

Thinking straight

Until dreams start shifting out of shape

Pulsating away into the distance

With my sight in rewind

I’ve thrown away those original visions

With and empty abyss of a mind

And when we saw how far from regular we would stray

We realised our instinct cant be tamed

My sights in rewind

In an empty abyss

Reminiscence a glistening enemy

Beauty is in remembering

Caught in this state of mass sanitation its

Making

All noise rot language into white

Needle to the brain

Fill my skull as I start to change

And my structure decays