We Call

Like a ladder..
Like falling backwards I
Climb this ladder to find a post

This post
A death
This.. post - my death.

This post, my head.
A head, my sin.

start screaman;
start showin, feedan;
start leavan- we bleedan.

Feed from my climb, be hungry to find me
Passed out and on your shoulder.

Feel inclined to feed me, befriend me to fuck me
Fast out, and on your lap.

When I scream from mountains so thin, so small - we
feed from fountains so big, so flawed.

Tests show the numbers are.. numerous
This life lived now so .. luminous

We hushed.
Be pushed.
In caves,
in case we
Push.
In case we
Scream to loud - we
Hushed.

(so see it elsewhere)
Nests show our figures are so.. numerous
This life lost now so.. luminous

When I see myself on hills of kin, we call - we
need from pills so big, so flawed.

We call.

--Brady Starr

© Vampire Church

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