Where Nothing Remains

from by Kitchen Sink



Conceptualized somewhere along 23. Written in Grandma Joyce's spare bedroom


I heard your body was a temple
But inside mine you'll find no praying monks or reclining Buddha
But beneath my skin, you'll uncover a reservoir
One that, an oil man could never breach

Valueless, but you perforated it perfectly without even a drill
It was more than a simple surface strike
Once the substance was exalted it became unstoppable
It spewed sputtering shiny silver on lovers, loved ones, strangers and you
The strangers showered in it, the lovers and loved ones lied in it
But you, you absorbed every single drop of it
Until, you began to glow
I was whole, I was full of holes

You were the light I was meant to follow
Now I'm divided going from Nirvana into limbo
Dragging your drill to other desirable deserts
Don't forget about the land you left empty
How I long to be drained again
But tell me who wants to buy land

Where nothing remains


from Slow Moving Picture Show, released January 26, 2016



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