Setting Fire to Sinking Ships
Stop the circulation and off the flow. No amount of antibodies may change the course. You are inside their sights, dead set, lodged between the crosshairs. Between the razor and the mirror. One in the chamber. Some lines should not ever be crossed, some keys should not be turned. Weeping, witnessing pure water burn. Addiction is feeding as time's growing thin. Addiction is feasting while you're growing thin. Even if you smash every clock in sight. Addiction is feasting both day and night. The sеrpent is coursing through your drowned path. Both cannot live, onе must be slain. Take this as my communion, and I shall not want. Please don't eat the bullet, you are feeding yourself
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 15, 2026
Still waters run deep into the foundation, they will seep. As the bible belt tightens, pillars of your world heighten. Your strong right hand, your strong right fist. Clumps of marrow from brittle bones. It comes to pass. Cleanse by flame, setting fire to sinking ships. It comes to pass. The world seeps through it. It comes to pass
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 15, 2026
Playing the hand I dealt myself. Regretting choices I don't recall making. Circumstance is all forsaking. A pace I can't keep, scorched by ovens and faster than human. Oh, what a tangled web we weaved, but I'm the one who was deceived
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 15, 2026
Seven wounds past sleeping. Still I'll see you most nights. Still I'll see you tonight. The first of many tragic finales written and writing. Some of us living, most of us dying. Seen too much life to the alter. Live fast, die young. I'm here, you're gone. I need no more martyrs. Broken veins and paupers graves. Aging newsprint and fading photos of us with dyed hair, of us without care. I lost a piece, you no longer breathe. So much in me bled out of you. So much of me was murdered with you. Faded tattoos
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 15, 2026
It comes through the walls, through many walls. Another rough day as darkness falls. Another rough night. They come up the way you came up. They'll bring up the way you brought up. Sever the silence, scream at sight, suffer my solace. Killing with words, murder by the syllable. Sever the silence, scream at sight, suffer my solace. It comes through the walls, through many walls
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 15, 2026
Monuments to monuments. When the floor falls in, you no longer have the privilege of feeding your family. Ten days severance for two years wasted. Just because the seal is not broken, does not mean you've not been warned. You should not have kept walking, you should have seen it coming, you should have seen smoke where there was no flame. 120 families displaced in a fiscal year. How can you look yourselves in the mirror? Size the noosе, check the knot. You should not have kеpt walking when you knew that the floor falls in
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 15, 2026
Last gasp, dead and dying. Future fuel, impending pyre. Wood turned brittle, seeds we're sowing. It's understood, our roots are showing
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 15, 2026
My first thought, second nature to those from the third tier. Know for a fact what it's like to fear tomorrow. Know for a fact what it's like to know what's coming. Life's hardest learned regrets are seldom ever planned. Some lessons are better learned first hand. To leave the feast for a taste of famine, to see the sights from inside out. To fuck the certain and to find the doubt. To stand before my annointed peer, knowing this forsaken stranger would dеcide my next few yеars. It was my first thought, my second nature, because I'm from the third tier
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 15, 2026