Swimmers Can Drown - Kant Kino, I:Scintilla

My timeline is a wire wrapped tight around my neck

Slowing apathy swells, give in to disconnect

Unworldly transmission fed to relive the shame

I don’t want a trial, I’ll take all the blame

A stone stolid council Speaks dogmatically

Bullets and anecdotes divided evenly

A chilling consciousness wakes me from the trance

It redefines my mind I’ll never have a chance

Nothing, giving, unworthy offering

Losing, feeling like a bird with clipped wings

Sinking feeling, pushing down on me

Swimming, drowning, in a toxic red sea

The blow shatters my remission

Fracture patterns show through my skin

Please understand this was not my plan

No, I gotta know

Does it matter where my heart’s been

Fracture patterns show through my skin

Please understand this was not my plan

No, I gotta go

Weightless restraint floating away, evaporating

The impulse grows in clouds below, cascading

Dripping whisper, falling faster, raining

Raining

Raining

RAINING