Lax Immolation from Oswego Park by Chore

Born in light and seeded in love
Little servant

You don’t know what happened
It almost happened

It tastes sweet
But this air is fetid
You’ve crossed a line
Now the walls are shaking
In measured time
The fractures breathing
Too close to it, your shadow splits
Throwing light on the ambry

An unintended tomb
In a field of broken glass
I can't see his face
But I know who it is

You’re in your right mind
He’s out there breathing
Whose turn to save his life?
You’re on my mind
A sunlight sea as it
Subsides and drags me over

And as the night returns
Footprints to the sand
I can't see his face
But I know who it is

Immolate

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