Go Henry Testo

the years pile up
and layer like a rock
but some things still stick out
through the frozen ground

your face has begun to fade
and all the things you said
my mind is like a seive
but i can still see some things
when you were in the home
and your knuckles knotted closed
you swore you'd never go
you raged like a dying poet

the earth underfoot
had all begun to move
and when the hammer fell
the savages hardly shuddered

the building all fell in
the screams were deafening
the nurse chatted quietly
the savages all heard nothing

and angels broke their pledge
and they revealed themselves
they came to take you in
and gathered you up in their wings
they could not believe it
we were oblivious
fucking idiots
us savages all knew nothing

but its a quiet sound
a body in the ground
and its a shallow time
one stone in a long line.