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Winter

I’ve gone whole days on edge in an eight by ten foot holding pen;
spinning on my last leg, spitting on everything.
In this white room there is no dirt under my nails
and the air, it clings to the walls.
Canvas consumes, I’m pacing, wearing the carpet thin.
I begin, never be done.
No fight, no fun.

Deadbolt on the damn door!
Bulldog on the front porch bored but
no one cares about my powerhouse now.
No one cares about my powerhouse.
Bars along the windows.
Electric to the touch, I’m sure!
No one cares about my powerhouse now.
No one cares about my powerhouse.

I’ve gone out of my way to show how little of a damn I give.
I kill my time, I wait it out,
bite my tongue, give me something else to think about.
In this white room I suspect I speak a speck too soon.
“Nevermind.” Make amends, pull my mouth shut.
Insider views every person as a pit to split in two.
Analyze, alienate, apologize.

I burned a bridge in effigy and let all the smaller walkways smolder.
Ash and gasoline stench fills the air.
I built a bunker I no longer need but
I cannot get out—not without you breaking in.

Break in, break the door off the fucking hinge.

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from Rock Bottom, released June 1, 2013

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Chain Link Stains Morganton, North Carolina

Back in the studio recording follow-up/parallel album ROCK BOTTOM.

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