Non-Zero Possibility - At The Drive-In

I’m just tired of counting bodies

Is this mausoleum tardy

Let’s just paint you a pretty face

Flies dip tongues into tear ducts

In toothpicks fought unborn

Contusion is hungry

They still eat their young

Proto-culture null and void

All veins in highway laps

This breath collapsed again

This hex was delivered spent

Orchestra influenza

Drawn and quartered pets

It dwells and grows

This is the pocket-sized edition

Rapid sleep through benediction

Let’s just paint you a pretty face

Museums mark their bodies down

All the tenants found

All the distance in their prefix

Contusion is hungry

They still eat their young

Proto-culture null and void

All veins in highway laps

This breath collapsed again

This hex was delivered spent

Orchestra influenza

Drawn and quartered pets

It dwells and grows

Fever bliss into central nervousness

Bitten on the entrance

I was bitten on the entrance

Bitten on the entrance

I was bitten on the entrance

Bitten on the entrance

Bitten…