Nothing (The Rat)
Eric Michael Balderose, Jami Gabriel Morgan, Joseph Paul Goldman, Reba Lilith Meyers
Break me into something worth it
More than the heads of statues.
Even if the trend reconciles itself I will still wake up wishing I didn't.
So maybe instead I'll choke on these anti-anxiety pills
So I don't have to swallow the flavor of life floating away.
In your hands against his chest or my head against the bathroom floor
But every morning is a clean slate
And my back starts to break. My face starts to change.
Alignment of the way I act and the way I am,
Because in my mind it's an emptiness
Multi-foliate
An abundance of layers buried out of necessity.
A laundry list of accomplishments.
Stage the disease.
Control the crisis.
Sell your soul to words that mean nothing.
