Lazarus - Saintseneca

Lazarus

One death ain’t enough

We lap the dust you used to ride

Your barrel chest

Does it fit like you remember it?

Does it itch?

Does it chide?

As for me

I could never rustle up envy

For how your stone rolled

My sole solace is

My soulless husk destined to disintegrate

My condolences

I could dole them wherein you wear out the words therein

And I

I’ve been thinking

All about your poison

And how it’s wrapped in sweetness

And I would gladly eat them

Lives like this

Are so sumptuous

You laugh it up

But you’ll pay

It’s like every cut that you got

But all at once

And the salt assaults each one

As for me

I could never rustle up envy

For how your stone rolled

My sole solace is

My soulless husk destined to disintegrate

My condolences

I could dole them wherein you wear out the words therein

And I

I’ve been thinking

All about your poison

And how it’s wrapped in sweetness

And I would gladly eat them