Veils - topographies

The sea inside the body is the blood

To die inside the memory or to die inside the blood

Honestly, I can’t remember much

Of days spent in the body or crawling through the mud

You can water it down inside

If you want me around tonight

Can’t see behind broken light

The veil

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The veil

The weight inside the body is the mind

Soft repeating shadows, remnant of the eye

You can push it all down inside

If you wanted to drown or fight

Can’t see behind broken light

The veil

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The veil

Can’t see behind broken light

The veil