stare and watch the flood, drove the
sinners, the hopefuls,
and sweep them under the tide.
and they run; bathe yourself in the coat
of the selfish and desperate ties.
run and hide; this is the last chance to
live like a god, to live for yourself.
a sincere way to make the public panic.
i feared myself for so long
bring on the flood.
you fucked yourself all along
begging is not enough to break my bones.
a sincere way to make the public cry.
to feel the sun burn the streets
and the way that the moon caresses the tide to prevail.