Nids Niteca

Mmmm

Bodies Piled High

It was like that when we got here

Albionic in its charms

Perfect Past Forever

And I can’t see these treasures, not I

Districts of importance

Nine hours wide

Perfect sleep forever

I used to love my body

Whatever it was

Nice skylight

Why’d you hang a curtain

Flushed from my body

The closer it got

The closer it was

Forgotten it gets

Whatever it was