we were intent on burning time into ashes
will i be arrested if i say i hate the fucking cops/ fuck cops/ that whole year, we were intent on burning time/ everything was ashes, the book of ashes, the culture cops are set to save/ all of it ashes, cops would like to bust the dead because the dead got away with just about everything/ we knew the cops would bust us if they tried hard enough/ it was always the same day for cops/ same hours same job same dawn again and just beyond the fog/ suffering in the silences of certain matters, matters only cops know about, the secrets of the perfect loneliness/ clinging to their memories of crimes no one gives a fuck about/ their little lives dangling between promises and disappointment/ cops like gravity because it prevents them from falling into the vortex/