The news came late
Whimpering lies, over broken bread
Phone a friend, and spill, over-fucking-whelmed
Defence lights scream of a self-injurious wall of safety; suicide hiding abuse
Lost all sound of the fundamentals
All frequencies fell inharmonic
Nothing permeates in the vacuum of our friendship
I failed all packet requests in a broadcast storm
Uncontrollable flood network breaks past the banks
Like cable clutter clusterfuck
Spilling overwhelmed
So much love lost on you
No apologies?
No remorse?
To do what cannot be undone on commoditised friendship
No more hiding
No such safe space for you
We want you held accountable
