Phantom Pains

Out of limbs

Can you deliver to me?

Little trim

From thee from me

Can you deliver to me?

A whole soul

From thee from me

A lightened hole

A whole soul

I can’t see

A lightened hole

You shall be

I can’t see

In this dark

You shall be

Your own tree bark

In this dark

I have none

Your own tree bark

Peeled and done

I have none

Look my lover

Peeled and done

You take cover

Look my lover

Your conscious is melted

You take cover

And I never felt it

I don’t feel anything

You, me, them

I’m lost

In this place