Termite Cathedral

from Native Lands EP by The Milky Baskets

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In the termite cathedral
They toe the line
To the grooves of the hive mind.
Unknowingly passing each other,
Enough to be smothered,
By a stranger or a friend.

The focal points of discussion
Are a dime a dozen
For the textbooks of time.
Every line is a resource,
Nurturing each verse,
Repetition makes a rhyme.

He stood at the door with a shovel in his hand
With a BANG BANG
The entrances was unmatched
The windows were smashed from the inside out
Shout shout shout
For a while he waited slammed chips of wood to the ground
She made a dying sound from within
He yelled

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from Native Lands EP, released June 1, 2013

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