Homage To Excess

from by Cari Clara

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I can’t feel a thing, am I home? the only light is flickering, missed calls from a cellular phone. the ice in my drink is all I can taste. an homage to excess. the picture of dwindling faith. I’ve spent years turning these thoughts to fears. I’m giving back the air I breathe for anything whole. so where are the pieces I’ve thrown? with powder burns to finger tips, with ringing ears and blood on my lips. a thought too familiar is all I have left. I’ve owned you once, I’ve hated. I need you more, now and again. I’ve spent years turning these thoughts to fears. I’m giving back the air I breathe for anything whole. I stand here, cover my eyes, mouth, ears. keep the bed warm, I failed. bury the boy in me. god it’s so clear, close to the flame. I can’t feel a thing, am I home? the only light is flickering, missed calls from a cellular phone. the ice in my drink is all I can taste. an homage to excess. the picture of dwindling faith. I’ve spent years turning these thoughts to fears. I’m giving back the air I breathe for anything whole

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from Midnight March, released July 11, 2012

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