Arms of Catastrophe

Thirteen with strained seam
S
hidden wounds open wide
We hit dad’s stash at the eighth grade dance
The bliss of a kiss – peel skin, drink it in 
the new
Found confidence of recklessness and romance

With friends boundaries bend
Dig dim to ascend
We found a way to never feel bad again
Black need slow seethes
Consumed and naïve
Great escapes collapsing into dead ends

Some hazy amnesia – we’ll call it fun
Tying off when we come undone
Snake oil fixes breaking tearing
We could care less about who’s caring

[Chorus]
Destroyer – venom revelry
A death dance – the arms of catastrophe
Eraser – an anesthetic blockade
A needle – quack toxic surgery to hack out the memory

We bleed to the pleas of mutes bearing truth
You’ll get no recourse from a refugee that’s half-dead
Amiss in the drift – without name and shameless
This lightless altar – a hospital bed

Spit up in the alley – drenched in disease
Through the S.F. fog comes clarity
Calm in the rubble of quaking city
Compassion curing – sweet Saint Pity

[Chorus]
Destroyer – venom revelry
A death dance – the arms of catastrophe
Eraser – an anesthetic blockade
A needle – quack toxic surgery to hack out the memory