The Retracer - Comaduster

There’s a part of you in the strands you choose

A path you’ve left

To retain what’s you through the rot and truths

All are intertwined

Slim chances to infect their

Cracking, fragmented, entropic

Lonely, droning

Recursive draining deaths, their strands will feed the end of ends

(Recursive error, recursive error, recursive error)

Frays of my strands will retrace what’s left of you