sage smoke in a room with red doors complacent paitent spirts wait disregard remorse who is to choose whether it is sickness or disease the key lost the bomb went off dusty birds cough trash rots
blood and skin under nails scalps scratched theres no water anymore maggot filled meat dogs with crooked teeth theres only each other to consume we're too small to compete dresses covered in soot barefeet black in the snow they just want to go somewhere warm a shell talking to no one but someone is here