a cradle like an unmarked grave
head splinters
head splinters
being buried every day
dead fish and
dead fishermen
it’s not a fault
it’s not your fault
it’s not a fault
it’s-
journey of a thousand faces
years of bad luck, mirrors
complacent
a cold bath in the dark
a sedative of glass
third eye for the sharks
penitent in mass
it’s not a fault
it’s not your fault
it’s not a fault
it’s ok
it’s not a fault
it’s not your fault
it’s not a fault
it’s ok
manslaughter, bloodstains
now it’s your problem
oh, daughter of cain
is this what you wanted
is this what you wanted