“Lofticries” by Purity Ring [also]

“Bring, bring the thunder
and the loud, loud rain
Lead our woes asunder
‘neath the proud, proud veins

Of traits that bleed the gunmen
of our pumping, earthly hearts
Ween our joys in plunder
Feel our shining teeth
Bet our hold on happiness

Bead-weighted tests with lofticries
Lofticries with trembling thighs
Weepy chests with weepy sighs
Weepy skin with trembling thighs

You must be hovering over yourself
watching us trip on each other’s sides
Dear brother, collect all the liquids off of the floor
Use your oily fingers
Make a paste, let it form

Let it seep through your sockets and earholes
into your precious, fractured skull
Let it seep, let it keep you from us
Patiently heal you
Patiently unreel you”