Oh, my receiver, how long it's been
I had rolled over in my bed until it felt like a grave
Can you bear my voice? Will you speak up again?
I will heel at your behest
I cannot catch your attention
While you stare straight ahead
Are you happy?
Did you collect
All your debts?
Oh, my believer, how does it sting?
I'd circled back to the moment until it felt like a dream
Can I ease your mind? At least sleep through it all?
Can you meet me again
At the epicenter of our affliction?
I won't speak out of turn.
Are you happy?
Did you collect
All your debts?
In the room before you
I can feel it all around
A fever that surrounds and
Keeps us small and hunkered down
Compounding all the terror out loud.
