Crawling, sprawling on concrete
Scrapped, chaffed knees
Upon cruel endless street
Thrash! smash reality!
Voice, nonsense invade ears
Oceans of notions
Nails grind, crumbling tears
Smearing Lips, Red
Shredding, Worldly Clothes
Dirt, where Dirt Should Be
Ground upon Black, Molding Tree
Sky Shakes, Heavens Roar
Rolling Spikes, Bloody Floor
Rake it in, Dish it Out
Fallen Chair of devout
Dawn