Stay us women have to go on living in the wreckage of these manly martyrs these boys that never grow up, do they not see that we have nothing too? that this life that’s not worth living goes on without you paradise was already lost when they took your father away from us, when you decided to follow him too along the piles of dust of a formerly great city skinny arms reached up to a deadly blue sky
"Stay," a Weird Catastrophe Poem
"Stay," a Weird Catastrophe Poem
"Stay," a Weird Catastrophe Poem
Stay us women have to go on living in the wreckage of these manly martyrs these boys that never grow up, do they not see that we have nothing too? that this life that’s not worth living goes on without you paradise was already lost when they took your father away from us, when you decided to follow him too along the piles of dust of a formerly great city skinny arms reached up to a deadly blue sky