CAMELOT FANTASIES

I wake up
Hunger leaves me
Stomach is numb
The desert is full
I awaken half alive
Arguments about where to bury the dead
I sit hunched on this crippled frame
A ghost of my former self
Still sitting on the top shelf
Learning to get down slowly
So hard is the ground
Landing to hard
Just hold me
Don't do what you said you told me
Release the hooks
Let go
Death is a release from this
Sparkles like brilliant fish
Swimming in lost unison
Came to me again
On other side of morning
It is dawning
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