Former Warnings Cluster

Why would you deplete the only joy you thought concrete

And plaster every newborn crack with something destined to just crack back?

You spoke in slick metallic chunks

Refuse from that meaty lump

You call a brain (I'm not so sure)

It's closer to an open door

Which lets in guts and leaves and things

It's held in place by rusted hinges

Former warnings cluster

Something to consider in this gutter

As blue lights roll around the corner

And why would you repeat

The thing that's filled up all your sheets

With every fluid you produce

And all the nightmares you refused

Former warnings cluster

Something to consider in this gutter

As blue lights roll around the corner

Former warnings cluster

Something to consider

As blue lights roll around the corner

Former warnings cluster

Something to consider

As blue lights roll around the corner