kuzma

i am swimming through a mountain
i am drowning in my own mind

my brain hurts and there is yelling in my veins
or i dunno what i am stupid drinking for

look at all this forgotten land
beneath the ocean

when it's not growing and the grass, grass, grass
look at my face when my brother is dead

i can forget an easy hole
no locamotive punch through my chest

and i can never say
that i am younger than him

i guess it's the wiped ass of a demigod
i guess what grass isn't

and knowing is what life is
and smiling is what death is

and i will grin my widest at the devil
let him know how glad i am to finally see