One Truth from Wondering Home by Hums + Haws

my heart mourns in hallways
in the attic lies my head
literal extremities sync tightly by its side
my feet my knees churn on forever forward
i'll shove off the sheet of white ice moving from the mainland

if there is one truth
the truth is always changing
if there is one true thought
it's the thought that's always shaping

i've tasked myself with living
appearing like i'm not even trying
or seeking to the point that it hurts quite a lot
while the cogs in mind
wind slowly down the spine
and my feet churn onward forever forward

if there is one truth
the truth is always changing
if there is one true thought
it's the thought that's always shaping

• Experimental
• basement mining
• Chicago