Horse Camp from Loom by Crag Mask

silent hoof
breaks his hand
tears the mane
calls him master
you cant find out if it's waiting for him to bleed
so say a prayer / you'll find out when you get there

he, he goes home and
watches his screen fall away
and then he goes and tries to catch him

alone again

the holy specimen
speak their mind behind a wall full of eyes

stands up
watched his horse jump all by himself
he's lost
all control of everything else

try hard to sleep with leash-less hands
curses horse names into his bed

passing time / hide your hands
spoken minds from all the mellow masters
await the stall to get yourself together
how do you feel sorry for the sadness when it's all learned

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