The Entangled - Comaduster

We’re not the same

Supplanted in two bodies

That causality

Would shed in fleeting seconds

Knotting up in me

Are phantoms all we are?

Entangled intuition

Is something I have lost

We’re not the same

Streaking spectres

On the run

From a meaningless

Ending

Parse my mind

Before we’re pulled inside

Within our blackest folds

There’s no restraint left on the words untold

Knotting up in me

Are phantoms all we are?

Entangled intuition

Is something I have lost

I’ll preserve you

Before

I leave this space

I will always feel your pain

It’s white within the dark frays of my strands

It’s knotting up in me

In Blackfolds under a

Blanked out ill delusion

You’re something I have lost