Exorsister

I went and shot down the sun

I strung its skeleton

Like an accordion

I'm inofficious.

I wear my wrath as a wreath

And Jesus spleen in my teeth

I want to get underneath

The injudicious.

I'm so high on the view

An apocalypse pressing through

All the apathy,

Of this, scenery.

I sense a rise in the sea

A discordancy

Within the melody

So inauspicious.

I have a blanket of breath

Expelled over the breadth

Of this seething death

It feels sericeous.

I'm so high on the view

Fear felt through and through

All the majesty,

Of this tapestry.

I feel the reins,

And I feel the pathos too but…

I'm so high on the view

An apocalypse pressing through

All the apathy,

Of this, scenery.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

No pain; no shame; no gain for me.

No.

Gain.

For .

Me.

I will hide

Gently rive your chest,

Crawl inside.

I will hide

Gently rive your chest,

Crawl inside.

I feel the reins,

And I feel the pathos too, but...

I'm so high on the view

Fear felt through and through

All the majesty,

Of this tapestry.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

No pain; no shame; no gain for me.