In a disaster story

A central conflict of primal rage


Usual sort of desperation


Characters remain the same




Never cut you out, I cut you in


Feeding on life's leftovers

I am writing to you


You should realize, it hurts in me too




Walk on broken glass


Is the pain safe at the end?


All the elements in life's complexity

Make our struggle infinite





Never cut you out, I cut you in

Feeding on life's leftovers


I am writing to you


You should realize, it hurts in me too




All the elements in life's complexity


Make our struggle infinite




Never cut you out, I cut you in


Feeding on life's leftovers

I am writing to you


You should realize, it hurts in me too




As I cut you in


Feeding on life's leftovers


I am writing to you

You should realize, it hurts as I cut you in