Think you're getting off that easy?
Doomers beeline straight to civil war
A numerology
To frame the existential dread
Comfort of a real pathetic sort, you know?
Buddy if you're lonely
Semiotic feedback
Patterns in the headlines
Will show you where to go
Won't help you, though.
Love is never gonna save you
If love is just whatever makes you feel at home

So don't
Try to keep this short
This should all be hard
It needs to be horrific
Otherwise what's it worth?
A promise with no plan
An animal defanged
Your teenage-sweetheart whisper:
Dead before it lands

Your gods and numbers strike me wretched
Unitary creatures scattered wide
Anthropomorphized
Justice only by default
One and all attendants of a cruel divine
So! tell you what I see, man:
Somewhere in the guts, yeah
Filaments contort and stretch
World becomes an architect
And terrors lie awake
So whatcha say?
An eye that serves a mind without a face
Limbs that move like continental plates
Can't wait

So don't
Try to keep this short
This should all be hard
It needs to be horrific
Otherwise what's it worth?
A promise with no plan
An animal defanged
Your teenage-sweetheart whisper:
Dead before it lands
Up at 4 am
Trying to catch a glimpse
A haunt that shows you nothing
Or something you already have