the candlemaker knows your name

Collapse collapse sound the alarm the fox is in the henhouse full moon shooting star swallowed by a black hole gravity consumption fatten up and fade away dig a hole a tiny hole warm and hidden and safe go away leave me be sleep sleep sleep disconnect and disappear completely and never be no need for goodbyes if you ever were sell a trinket for a meal make a life save life own it now it’s yours pressure pressure a boiling pot explosions no one hears the screams and shouts don’t let them see your cracks they’ll come with a hammer they’ll strike with a sword maybe mold you into something they love but…