Awake Through Surgery

Keep up the steady self-destruction.

Hold that scalpel tight and

Make your first clean incision.

Bleed into public shower stalls,

Infecting the idiots

With made-up diseases.

This here be the devil’s town,

An in his town he does as he pleases.

A crimson drop into an ocean of grey,

Dried and crusted by high UV politics.

Keep the scalpel straight and steady

Don’t waste any time on pleasures or pleases

Just aim for the throat.

Sacrifice yourself to us,

We’re all you ever needed.

If I was you boy I’d make a clean cut

And put your trust in the ocean.

Trust the waves.

-Jack Blare

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