No new skin, senseless ends. dead network. no gift
in this rigid state of becoming. nothing to produce.
infinite excuses. the grazing ground is barren. burdened
the forest resigns to join your organs. need to speak
with nothing to say. went to sleep without dreaming.
the sleeper wave waits well rested. great sleeper wave,
we'll see you wake. patient and dormant, tell now what
you dreamt. wait no longer - lay that shit to waste.
useless bodies in the tomb of the sea. flesh and
water, the place where we meet. vast and disguised,
all belly and no teeth. this lonesome
ritual will does and repeat