Eight Thousand Hour Stare

from Split with The Ox King by Thieves

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Your fingers are lodged in my hair as you drag my face across this pile of garbage over and over again. You nail me to this spot and use me and use me and use me and use me until my face has sunken in. I leave scrambling for anything that will wash away the trash that you’ve pounded into my head. I’m here when I’m gone, gone when I’m here, twisting in the sheets and melting into nothing. Machinations of your ego parade all around you; products of your abuse. You pull the strings, toy with my corpse. You have your filthy hands shoved down my throat. I have been dead for years.

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from Split with The Ox King, released August 11, 2018

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