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Wading gapers lash & mow & And in flicking pitch & They call from the bottom & Restless arms & Stretching-out
Blindly bat at the scent of the surface & Where a nodding forest draws & Sweet airs from the sky & To weep down upon them
Beneath the crust & Skin like chalk & Features eroded & cracked hulls breaking-up & A sigh & That flies straight like an arrow
To bury itself beyond these halls of mould & Reprieve & Rise a bolt from the strong will & Another clambers onto & The Lazarus Cord
A line like dried skin, pearl & taught & Hangs through the barbs and lips of the shadow & Pressed by wide & Thirsty eyes
Wet with failure and wild with devotion & At its base a brawl of souls & Scrambled structures, flapping and broken
Fallen high & from the cord & Dashed apart on the shards of their fathers & Alone upon that ivory line & A figure climbs the rope
from the rotten heap & Back to life & Out of death & Watched by ancient, toothless and open mouths & Bawling out their crimes to the shadow
Elemental, hoarse and forgotten & Beneath the crust & Skin like chalk & Features eroded and cracked hulls breaking-up & A sigh...

- And the rope reclaims a soul & - To its weave of sinews & Enervating, the dust on their dry fingers & In a slow-formed intimated cascade
Curling smokres step across and, embracing, & Like hunting nerves they scavenge for reason & On the Lazarus Cord
- And the rope reclaims a soul & - To its weave of sinews & Blind husks cling to the cord & leveled, their gaze at the & roots and the damp soil,
lined soft with light gossamer & Beheld from the catacomb & by piercing black diamonds & A glazed and gelid ether
As waters over & Waxen features & Their eyes a glass & In granite seizure & But it's all that matters & It's all that matters now
On the Lazarus Cord