Chapter 03: Cold Recover

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by on August 12, 2014

Cold Recover

Late to the table serving crumbs
My mind is wide with such strange appetites
So right that everything else feels so wrong
Pound this foot in the ground
Let the neighbors fight on the lawn

It’s a cold recover, for this old belover
It’s a cold recover, for this old belover

Squeeze my nickel till the buffalo shits
Send my mind to its secret heaven
The futility of everything is fertile ground
The white hot smoldering shock
Leaving trace without a sound

It’s a cold recover, for this old belover
It’s a cold recover, for this old belover

On those nights when all the wolves they will go silent
And we’ll hold tight as the moon she will go howling

 



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