and long the shores we scold

all deaf from quiet ears

the cliff i'm shoved off of

by familiar eyes and tongues

Rely on broken bones

to make for unhealed habits

nature fits us a thousand more

to destroy from the stomach up

with sly disguise in hammers fall

you get your pleasent thoughts

the longer ropes you throw

will drown the sickest men

For all we know nothing lasts

it's the symbol for casket low

friends are generally pure evil

I suggest you abandon yours

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by the song "Friends Are Evil" by Jesu

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RainDreams's picture

i like this one, especially the part about being thrown off a cliff by those you know.