Fake Names - Parts & Labor

It’s a nest of wire and folded foil

It’s a humming hive in a broken tree

The buildings itch and look impatient

Without their skin they bare their teeth

Bones will show right through the seams of last year’s new elective surgeries

I get ground down to one dimension

Aerodynamically complete

My heart is smoothed down past perfection

No shadow left to follow me

Bones still show right through the seams of last year’s new elective surgeries

The water will rise and this trusted disguise won’t hold

Give them all fake names

Give them all fake names

Give them all fake names

If we leave today no vacant age will follow us