This is the new blog...CONFESSION ZERO


Winking in our dreams
Slumbering past this; our night's error
Sleeping deeply beyond the breaking hour
Leasing mass murderers to slip inside our care

Winking in our dreams
Twisting complicit in cradle’s red linen
We are drowning of this our slacked truth
Sleeping deeply inside mourning nine eleven

White sound weaves
Our breath upon our headless tyranny
Slips inside our busy lives dawdling hope
We are drowning of our worthless quiet dissent

It is time to awake
Cease and desist our hideous moment
Let slip your blade’s humanity within its rib
Awake open eyed of our most looming descent

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