- 3 d o o r s -

These callous feet

These callous feet hang quietly over the heat

These callous feet hang quietly over the heat a dim fire, frightfully pumped

These callous feet hang quietly over the heat a dim fire, frightfully pumped full of unjust humility

These callous feet hang quietly over the heat a dim fire, frightfully pumped full of unjust humility a useless substance

These callous feet hang quietly over the heat a dim fire, frightfully pumped full of unjust humility a useless substance that can only suffocate

These callous feet hang quietly over the heat a dim fire, frightfully pumped full of unjust humility a useless substance that can only suffocate and never immolate.

as if I was missing the third

a gear which is neither love

nor blatant hate

I lack

I lack the will to push a door

I lack the will to push a door to face the insanity

I lack the will to push a door to face the insanity which makes rejection

I lack the will to push a door to face the insanity which makes rejection into a mace

Leave it or take it,

Leave it or take it, they say.