Inanimate Objects
- Ivan Gian-Piero
- May 11, 2022
- 1 min read
Updated: May 12, 2022
Those crafty little worms Lodge themselves right in the centre Undeniably taking turns Nibbling away at every spec of the winter
Brick by brick towers and fences Intimacy with inanimate objects Golden coils with give you lust for life The man we missed today Invented this trash in the split of a second Wooden horses wait Impatiently fuelled with deadly intention
Inch by inch hands and heads One hundred demons dancing on my bed And the cost of living gets dearer by the day Walking in your sleep Chickening out of stealing a button Collecting dragon's weep Won't buy you courage or the book of knowledge Drip by drip chains and pockets A long time coming over that mountain Shameful acts inevitably hurt for good
2010
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