This Providence of Bones - The Moth Gatherer

From within

From without

Trying to find

Some piece of mind

It was the way that we broke it into

It was really nothing new

Arms stretched out unable to move

It was the way that we broke it into

Gravity pulls me down

The weight of all that’s around

Gravity pulls me down

Need to ease the tension

To release the sound

Come on from within

Come from without

These bones twists and glistens through

The coiled dirt guides within

Slit the throat of the thrones

Sift through the destroyer and close the soul

Sun dries

What’s bled