Symbiosis Midwest

Hold your breath
Until you can't hold your breath anymore
You tell me we're not animals
Like the blood in our veins makes you special
Like the channels from our eyes to our brains
Don't all shut down when we can't breathe
Like what fills your lungs is better
Like the dust we'll become's any different than what's in everything
And I saw us all
And the vulture nourished with carrion
The small dead parts of an old life
Become the wings that'll carry him
You should've seen us running in packs last saturday
To a soundtrack of cicada songs and the rattle of modern machinery
Rideless lions biting necks in the name
Of past left for a spot in eternity
But that's just called giving up on eternity
Just gotta wake up and hang out with your really big fucking family
Hold, hold your breath
Hold, hold your breath
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