Avocado Mushroom Devil Trap - Jason Webley

Put our children in this ground,

You were in the kitchen while I sat and watched them drown.

Put the killing in this sound,

So I could have it handy, 'case those devils come around again.

Cut the poison into thirds,

Held it to our lips and drank to chat with the absurd,

There’s a kind of song I heard,

I think that I could sing it if I knew just how the words begin.

Thought I was a violent flame,

The longer that I stare I think that flame looks pretty tame.

So if this is really just a game,

I’m going to need a hand now, 'cause the pieces aren’t the same this time.

I think you asked if I was dead,

But through eight feet of dirt I couldn’t hear a word you said.

There’ve been strangers in that bed,

And it seems to me eternity is not going to forget this crime.

Now it’s going to take a miracle

I buried time inside your breast.

I had to, it felt like it was kicking in my chest.

I put a lie inside each breath.

I’ve been sleeping all these years now, but I never really seem to rest.

Now it’s going to take a miracle.