my skull rattles

with the trapped ammunition

that entered three years ago

last September.



i'll exit this building, take leave of your head,

and you'll leave me for dead

somewhere in the back

of your mind.



i can't wait to be a shadow

i can't wait to be your memory

en synergy sin energy

en synergy sin energy



. . .and in this room. . .

we structured convoys

to our goals "boys --

this shot, it's our one and --" only to find,

signs or no,

it was as though

the blind had always led the blind



. . .now from this stake:

"don't persecute,"

i bear the match that starts conflagration

you must concede

that when we screamed

we only preached it to the congregation.



(in these halls,. . .)

i can't wait to be a shadow

(. . .these four walls)

i can't wait to be your memory

en synergy sin energy

en synergy sin energy



i can't wait to be a shadow.

i can't wait to be your memory.



look how far we've come on broken legs