two if by greed.
walking through walls like ghosts on TV
sleeping through dreams
i will remain, absent though here,
just standing like me, still with no fear.
dig deep my roots, my toes in warm sand
your omnipresence doubles your land
this place in here wasn't
as real as you wanted
just walk from this dance
speech spoke in trance
still i remain, stuck to my stance.
i forfeit this fight
though probably right
over your shoulder, in through hindsight
my feet sink far under
this black field of wonder
who i became
still sounds the same
thought that i'd rather
be dripping and slathered
in black tar and feathers
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