Vs. Jimmy from Repair by The Devil and a Penny

Never lost your head,
until just then. Ropes and knuckle weights.
Open up that cut and run.
The neighborhood is fucked and in denial.
Drops like lead ideas into your head.
Some things you can't remember, and some you can't forget.
Pour the water in the wet bucket and pull the cabinets closed.
You went over that day,
fist clenched jaw tight.
Eyes wide open.
Out the front door, but it gets you nowhere.
Secretly, you're scared that they
have something over you (but they never had a chance).
Beat the furnishings into a black pulp.
The time you waste it moves, slow.
Think of how it feels to be.
Permanently empty.

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