Letras
Out of frame foresight
Before form realized
Far beyond grey grinds
On a wavelength repeated
A sphere that receded to feed an aloof appetite
All it takes when grifting finds
Fuel for a rinse til prints dry
Ricochet wording recognized
By the mounting reprieval reforming upheaval
Sowing what you reap right behind
Fleeting flight marring ice
Frozen Slights
Hapless side
Fall in uproaring ennui
Close enough further away
Frozen slights tried to hide
Taste of blood fortified
Steering feeling having
Demons deep enthralling
Gleaning fact in folly
Vehement voicing volleys
Enshrined backline
Faux front of a foal
Rode through and pried
Errant gaunt arrived
You had to speculate to go ahead and try
And in an extra step tripped and lept awry
In a conclusion kept from being let outside
Vetted and checked affects that won't arrive
Flayed false mold of feigned face bold
Break blame loaned framed scapegoats
Echo of all you condoned
Breach, broach the subject of what will atone
Grin, gloat pinning a lump in the throat
Reap sown what will remain assonant
So long as the uproot is unknown
An echo wandering from wall to wall in order to locate
Released attack elapsing ricochets returning to decay
Inconsequential hawking of a narrative of how to set a block
Grafted to a flock