Wait, Commander

from by Nail Houses

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You want to tell me
what to put in my skull?
It's full
of black holes.

Take a look in my eyes!
Sharp spires get dull.
I can't de-oxidize;
so mystical.

Sculptors
get bored with their tools.
Anchor yourself to the trench
and pull.

"Wait, commander!"

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from PARADE, released May 5, 2017

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