Out

Pictoria Vark

Taking my time
Circle the room
A part of me
I seek in you

I take a knife
To a single hair
Eventually
There’s nothing there

I wanted out
I wanted out
This fucking house
I wanted out

The deed undone
Seconds to live
Mythologize
Myself in it

I see a crow
Fall to the ground
Squandered its life
Wait to be found

I wanted out
I wanted out
This fucking house
I wanted out

I wanted out
I wanted out
This fucking house
I wanted out
I wanted

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