Broadcast from the Tundra 14 (Ghazal)

by johannespunkt

My fictional band, Chamfered Sparrows, have released an unfictional song. Enjoy.


The brokenness is latent in the heart-ness of the heart
Take care to not get swallowed by the darkness of the art

of love I don’t know anything, but once I killed a man
The flames that ate him grew from just a sparklet of a spark

You waste in Plato’s cave, the poison dripping in your eyes
and as the shadows dance your heart all harkens to the dark

Signed, Undersigned, just pick a name, just fill in all the forms
And I will have my contours, all their sharpness cut apart


I also made a bandcamp account, if that is your kind of thing.