Harm Reduction

My worth silenced
Pressed to dirt
The horizon a crooked mess Hate bounds the crests
I fill the valleys
With adult bones
Flood the banks with acid
Acid to melt them all
Touch and go
Run with our family
Race to Produce
Sire Liability
With tired bones
Infect the sheets with fever
Fever to burn them all
Let them be filthy still
Let the dead weigh down the earth
Let the carcasses tower
To the belly of the sky
I now know why
You left us to die
You led us astray
You left us inside
You can’t stop us
Let the holy be wholly disappointing
Appoint talking heads to damn us all
Let them build towers of foreskin
Sit atop and watch us fall
Well I’m a bent wire
Made of molten lead
Off the curve of my back
Jump abortions and disease