Yesterday I found this place, where thoughts can be expressed that are so often kept silent
it is an empty place where hollow people dwell
“hollow”, spacious to the point of echoing
empty, expectant
so i sang a song and gave a little speech
to the chorus of voices all lined up at the shore
a faceless sea of voyagers paying their’ fares
tearing their flesh and flaying the souls within
all to buy a ticket
all to buy a ticket