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The Family

In the shadow of yesterday’s man is one side of us
A binary game of snakes and ladders tempting fate
Murder business mid-wives, freed from agency at one incision
Stretched skin tanning, splayed upon a rash decision

Through burnt lips we have drunk the broth
Through eroded teeth we’ve lost control
Chew what’s left that’s been inferred
Kicked in the head, then back to the herd

Our problems so tangled, it’s time for corruption
I demand something lighter, by novel distractions
Erase your mistakes and shred through your genes
Run for the future, have your kin tar the branches

In the shadow of yesterday is one new reduction
Redacted our matters to symbolic construction
Outdated memories inoculating the blind
I know how we’ll sleep safe and quiet tonight