The bone is true the nerve is too
The past lingers on the door
Steps around my shoulders you
All knew broken tongues
Chase shadows round the twisted
Land of Time
The snake started climbing
Biting each step of the way
They said the mouth the lips
Where hiding in the moist
Comfort of your spine
The girl lay on the ground
Wide awake splinters
Legs and nails
Sound hitting the walls
Dust falling rising water
Forsaken creatures
Crawling up and down
Ladders made of ghost white stone
Flesh in the middle
On the top of the hill
He looked at the shepherd
The lambs the ghosts
First son of all
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