Bark, Archive, Splinter [“Afterwood. Discompose”]

Bark, archive, splinter

Afterwood. Discompose 

Invested in no ordinary scattering

Islands away a dirge negotiates its frontiers. Taking root

Downloaded light, the hue of your anticipated grief has, by now, become endemic

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Perhaps, there

Fugitive traces trend to level out

In his absence, the insentient world tints as it did before, solicits disaster 

Listen, this may take a while

Listen, this may take a while 

To be half a man

Sleep is not your country 

To be half a man

Sleep is not your country 

To close your eyes

Changes the landscape of a face 

Still waiting for that message

To change the landscape of your face 

Still waiting for that message

To close your woundwood eye