sphere of mirrors

My withdrawal is just the same as my entrance Cause I'm fine as an outline, I'm an unfinished sentence An unfinished thought that you forgot to say But if you'd said it, nothing would've changed So merrily I hit the ground to gift my limbs across the town From standing on the tallest point there is Scarily it's blurry still on Murray Ave and Whittinghill I marvel at the carvings that age spares You'll hear me in the white noise of your bathroom You'll hear me in the humming of your fridge Chanting through the spin of your fan Through the wind, I disband in every room that you stand in My withdrawal is just the same as my entrance Cause I'm fine without remind of this body I rented In this field of sealed up truths revealed just through Being stuck inside the sphere of mirrors inside you So merrily I break my skin in search and thirst of what's within My soul's immersed and bleeding out beneath the sea of cirrus clouds I strip my clothes and disavow, I disavow, I disavow, I disavow This earth's resounding game So merrily I much prefer this place I see, echo chamber A symphony of noiseless sounds where voiceless round thoughts out of bounds Rot with grace around your crown, with sweet escape, they lose their shape Disintegrate your meager name This lowly state The great checkmate Is holier than thou